I Really Like Him
- Ernie Sabella (2003)You are listening to the song I Really Like Him by Ernie Sabella, writer by Joe Darion;Mitch Leigh in album Man Of La Mancha: New Broadway Cast Recording. 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.
- Little Bird, Little Bird - Bradley Dean
- Finale - Bradley Dean
- It's All The Same - Ensemble
- Dulcinea - Brian Stokes Mitchell
- Golden Helmet Of Mambrino - Brian Stokes Mitchell
- Opening - Brian Stokes Mitchell
- Man Of La Mancha (I, Don Quixote) - Brian Stokes Mitchell
- I'm Only Thinking Of Him - Brian Stokes Mitchell
- I Really Like Him - Ernie Sabella
- What Does He Want Of Me? - Mary Elizabeth Mastrantonio
- Barber's Song - Jamie Torcellini
- To Each His Dulcinea (To Every Man His Dream) - Mark Jacoby
- The Impossible Dream (The Quest) - Brian Stokes Mitchell
- Knight Of The Woeful Countenance - Brian Stokes Mitchell
- Aldonza - Brian Stokes Mitchell
- The Knight Of The Mirrors - Brian Stokes Mitchell
- A Little Gossip - Ernie Sabella
- Final Sequence: The Death Of Alonso Quijana - Brian Stokes Mitchell
- We're Only Thinking Of Him - Mark Jacoby
- I'm Only Thinking Of Him (Reprise) - Orchestra
Lyrics
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!
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