["The Nausea Before the Game"]

[MARVIN]
It's the nausea before the game
And the pain that won't subside in winter
It's the knees that threaten to go bad
The body that you thought you had, that lied

It's the scores that go unanswered and unsatisfied:
The growing up, the falling down
The throwing up, the shame
The silent prayers, the nausea
The game

It's anxiety when you recall
Girls who touch you when you're walking down the hall
Nausea before the game
Nausea before the game

[THE LADIES]
It's the promise of a perfect life
A perfect house
A perfect wife she'll be

[MARVIN]
It's the promise of a perfect star
Who's me

[ALL]
The growing up, the falling down
The throwing up, the shame
The silent prayers, the nausea
The game

[MARVIN]                            [LADIES]
The sneaking in, the passing out    Oooooo...
And where to place the blame        Oooooo...
The dying swans, the nausea         Oooooo...
The game                            Oooooo...

[ALL]
Nananananan nausea
Nahoodyooayahsoblue
Nanananananausea
Nanananananausea

[MARVIN]
Hut!

[LADIES]
Pray for him

[MARVIN]
Hut!

[LADIES]
Pray for us all

[MARVIN]
Hut!

[LADIES]
But pray for the boy
With the ball

[MARVIN]
There is something lacking in my play
There are rules I must not be aware of
If I touch her breast, would she applaud?
Would she protest? Appeal to God?
And weep?
If I touch her would she let me fall
Asleep?

I touch her eyes, her lips are warm
Her nose is much the same
We're waiting for the whistle sound
She strokes my head and turns around
I hear my name
Then-

[ALL]
-Nausea!

[MARVIN]
The game...

["Love Me For What I Am"]

[HIS WIFE]
I met a man
In the can
Wouldn't you know he was going my way?
We talked till four
He talked more
I was afraid I'd turn and say:

"Love me for what I am
Not what I try to be
Love me for what I am, I am...
Someone imperfectly me."

[HIS SWEETHEART & HIS TEACHER]    [WIFE]
The lights were low               Don't you know
Oooooo...                         He gave a phony home address
Oooooo...                         Then, after weeks

[WIFE]
Guess who speaks:

"Darling," he says, and I say "Yes
Love me for what I am
Not what I try to be
Love me for what I am, I am...
A person who likes to lie too much
I try to much
To impress other people
Often my inferiors."

[SWEETHEART & TEACHER]
Oooooo...

[WIFE]                              [SWEETHEART & TEACHER]
"Could you like a girl like that?   ...Love, love, love, love
Could you like a girl like that?    ...Love, love, love, love

                                    [SWEETHEART]                              [TEACHER]
Would you hold her in your arms?    A person who likes to lie too much.       Love, love, love, love
Could you like a girl like that?    I try too much to impress other people    Love, love, love, love
Could you like a girl like that?    Often my inferiors                        Love, love, love, love
Could you like a girl like that?"

[WIFE]                                            [SWEETHEART & TEACHER]
We lay in bed                                     Oooooo...
He plays dead                                     Oooooo...
I play a game with sound and light                Oooooo...
Don't need a quiz                                 Oooooo...
I'm all his                                       Oooooo...
"Darling," he says, "we might survive the night-  Oooooo...
-Love me for what I am
Not what I try to be
Love me for what I am, I am

[WIFE]                      [SWEETHEART]                                          [TEACHER]
Someone imperfectly me      A person who likes to lie too much. I try too much    Love, love, love, love
Someone imperfectly me."