The Boy From... (Live)

Lyrics: Stephen Sondheim Music: Stephen Sondheim Tall and slender Like an Apollo He goes walking by And I have to follow Him, the boy from Tacarembo la Tumbe del Fuego Santa Malipas Zacatecas la Junta del Sol y Cruz When we meet I feel I'm on fire And I'm breathless Every time I inquire "How are things in Tacarembo la Tumbe del Fuego Santa Malipas Zacatecas la Junta del Sol y Cruz?" Why, when I speak, does he vanish? (Ah) Why is he acting so clannish? (Ah) I wish I understood Spanish When I tell him I think he's the end He giggles a lot with his friend... Tall and slender Moves like a dancer But I never seem to Get any answer From the boy from Tacarembo la Tumbe del Fuego Santa Malipas Zacatecas la Junta del Sol y Cruz I got the blueth Why are his trousers vermillion? (His trousers are vermillion) Why does he say he's Castilian? (He thays that he'th Cathtilian) Why do his friends call him "Lillian"? And I hear, at the end of the week He's leaving to start a boutique Though I smile I'm Only pretending 'Cause I know today's the Last I'll be spending With the boy from Tacarembo la Tumbe del Fuego Santa Malipas Zacatecas la Junta del Sol y Cruz Tomorrow he sails He's leaving for Wales To live in Llanfair­pwllgwyngyll­gogery­chwyrn­drobwll­llan­dysilio­gogo­goch Och!