I am at the opera, I don't like the opera But he loves the opera, and I love him I follow the libretto, I follow the conductor When I follow the plot, my head begins to spin I don't understand a word even though it's English Everyone around me says "This is divine" I don't like the opera but look I'm at the opera It's a good thing he can't read my mind. (Yes, he's a wonderful Parsifal and she's the best Tundra I've ever seen)
Look at me I'm skiing, I do not like skiing But he loves skiing and I love him I rent the boots and poles, I shiver in the cold I'm charging down the mountain risking life and limb There's no exhilaration , I am only feeling terrified Everyone around me's having such a great time I do not like skiing, but look at me I'm skiing It's a good thing he can't read my mind. (Yes, exhilarating is just the very word I was thinking of... scared of heights? Oh no, not me)
I am not complaining , I'm just making observations Expanding your horizons is a sign of maturation Now I tolerate cigars 'cause he's a smoker I'm playing chess though I confess Sometimes I long for poker....
I am eating sushi; I do not like sushi But he loves sushi and I love him I'm poking with my chopstick at this living breathing fish Oh my God! I think it's trying to swim Some say eating sushi is like chewing on your own cheek Or sucking down a bucketful of tentacled slime I do not like sushi but look I'm eating sushi It's a good thing he can't read my mind. (Yes, this is a very interesting texture What is it? Ohhhhh....)
So if you see me eating sushi See me at the Opera See me on a ski slope Looking scared Hey don't feel sorry for me, Imust be in love Why in the hell else would I be there? Before I met him life was dull, I never took any chances Now I leap at every opportunity I find I do not like sushi I do not like skiing or the opera Maybe I will in time