I Really Like Him

- Bernard Spear (1968)

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You are listening to the song I Really Like Him by Bernard Spear, writer by Joe Darion;Mitch Leigh in album Man Of La Mancha: The London Original Cast. The highest quality of audio that you can download is flac . Also, you can play quality at 32kbps, view lyrics and watch more videos related to this song.

Album: Man Of La Mancha: The London Original Cast.

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Overture - Denys Rawson
I'm Only Thinking Of Hime (And Reprise) - Alan Crowfoot
Man Of La Mancha (I, Don Quixote) - Bernard Spear
It's All The Same - Joan Diener
Dulcinea - Keith Michell
I Really Like Him - Bernard Spear
What Does He Want Of Me? - Joan Diener
Little Bird, Little Bird - Peter Gordeno
Barber's Song (Golden Helmet Of Mambrino) - Bernard Spear
To Each His Dulcinea (To Every Man His Dream) - Alan Crofoot
The Impossible Dream (The Quest) - Keith Michell
Combat Scene (The Fight) - Bernard Spear
The Dubbing (Knight Of The Woeful Countenance) - Bernard Spear
The Abduction - Joan Diener
Reprise: Man Of La Mancha (I Don Quixote) - Keith Michell
Aldonza - Joan Diener
Knight Of The Mirrors - Bernard Spear
A Little Gossip - Bernard Spear
The Death Scene: Dulcinea (Reprise) - Joan Diener
The Death Scene: Man Of La Mancha (Reprise) - Joan Diener
The Death Scene: The Psalm - Alan Crofoot
Final Scene - Company
Finale Reprise: The Impossible Dream (The Quest) - Company

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I like him, I really like him
Tear out my fingernails one by one, I like him!
I don't have a very good reason
Since I've been with him
Cuckoo-nuts have been in season.

But there's nothing I can do
Chop me up for onion stew
Still I'll yell to the sky
Though I can't tell you why
That I like him!

It doesn't make any sense!
That's because you're not a squire
All right, I'm not a squire
Now does a squire squire?
Well, I ride behind him... and he fights
Then I pick him up off the ground, and.

But, what do you get out of it?
What do I get? Oh! Why, already I've gotten.
I've gotten
You've got nothing! Why do you do it?

I like him, I really like him
Pluck me naked as a scalded chicken
I like him!
Don't ask me for why or wherefore
'Cause I don't have a single good
"Because" or "therefore!"
You can barbecue my nose
Make a giblet of my toes.

Make me freeze, make me fry
Make me sigh, make me cry
Still I'll yell to the sky
Though I can't tell you why
That I like him!