Lyrics: Jason Robert Brown/Lin-Manuel Miranda Music: Jason Robert Brown/Lin-Manuel Miranda Producer: Ahmir Thompson/Alex Lacamoire/Bill Sherman/Lin-Manuel Miranda/Tarik Trotter Conductor: Alex Lacamoire There's nothing like summer in the city
Someone under stress meets someone looking pretty
There's trouble in the air, you can smell it And Alexander's by himself. I'll let him tell it
I hadn't slept in a week I was weak, I was awake You never seen a bastard orphan More in need of a break
Longing for Angelica Missing my wife That's when Miss Maria Reynolds walked into my life, she said: I know you are a man of honor I'm so sorry to bother you at home But I don't know where to go, and I came here all alone She said: My husband's doin' me wrong Beatin' me, cheatin' me, mistreatin' me... Suddenly he's up and gone I don't have the means to go on So I offered her a loan, I offered to walk her home, she said You're too kind, sir I gave her thirty bucks that I had socked away She lived a block away, she said: This one's mine, sir Then I said, "well, I should head back home," She turned red, she led me to her bed Let her legs spread and said: Stay? Hey... Hey... That's when I began to pray: Lord, show me how to Say no to this I don't know how to Say no to this But my God, she looks so helpless And her body's saying, "hell, yes" Whoa... Nooo, show me how to Say no to this I don't know how to Say no to this In my mind, I'm tryin' to go Go! Go! Go! Then her mouth is on mine, and I don't say... No! No! Say no to this! No! No! Say no to this! No! No! Say no to this! No! No! Say no to this! I wish I could say that was the last time I said that last time. It became a pastime A month into this endeavor I received a letter From a Mr. James Reynolds, even better, it said: Dear Sir, I hope this letter finds you in good health And in a prosperous enough position to put wealth In the pockets of people like me: down on their luck You see, that was my wife who you decided to Fuuuu— Uh-oh! You made the wrong sucker a cuckold So time to pay the piper for the pants you unbuckled And hey, you can keep seein' my whore wife If the price is right: if not, I'm telling your wife I hid the letter and I raced to her place Screamed "How could you?!" in her face She said: No, sir! Half dressed, apologetic. A mess, she looked Pathetic, she cried: Please don't go, sir! So was your whole story a setup? I don't know about any letter! Stop crying Goddamnit, get up! I didn't know any better I am ruined... Please don't leave me with him helpless I am helpless—how could I do this? Just give him what he wants and you can have me I don't want you Whatever you want, I don't want you If you pay I don't... You can stay Lord, show me how to Say no to this I don't know how to (Tonight) Say no to this Cuz the situation's helpless Helpless And her body's screaming, "Hell, yes" Whoa! No, show me how to Say no to this How can I Say no to this? There is nowhere I can go Go! Go! Go! When her body's on mine I do not say... No! Yes! Yes! (Say no to this!) No! Yes! Yes! (Say no to this!) No! Yes! Yes! (Say no to this!) No! Yes! Yes! (Say no to this!)
Say no to this! I don't say no to this (Don't say no to this) There is nowhere I can go. Go go go... So?
Nobody needs to know
Keyboard: Benny Reiner/Kurt Crowley Drums: Andres Forero Vocals: Jasmine Cephas-Jones/Leslie Odom, Jr./Lin-Manuel Miranda/Original Broadway Cast of Hamilton/Sydney James Harcourt Harp: Laura Sherman Cello: Anja Wood Violin: Erin Benim Mayland Viola: Mario Gotoh Programming: Scott Wasserman Synthesizer: Randy Cohen Banjo: Robin Macatangay Bass: Richard Hammond Mastering Engineer: Tom Coyne Drum Programming: Randy Cohen Mixing Engineer: Tim Latham