Paroles de 'What Is This Feeling?' par Wicked

Dearest, darlingest Momsie and Popsicle
My dear father

There's been some confusion over rooming here at Shiz
But of course, I'll care for Nessa
But of course, I'll rise above it
For I know that's how you'd want me to respond, yes

There's been some confusion, for you see, my roommate is
Unusually and exceedingly peculiar
And altogether quite impossible to describe
Blonde

What is this feeling, so sudden and new?
I felt the moment I laid eyes on you
My pulse is rushing, my head is reeling
My face is flushing

What is this feeling?
Fervid as a flame, does it have a name?
Yes, loathing
Unadulterated loathing
For your face, your voice, your clothing

Let's just say, I loathe it all
Every little trait however small
Makes my very flesh begin to crawl
With simple utter loathing

There's a strange exhilaration
In such total detestation
It's so pure, so strong

Though I do admit, it came on fast
Still, I do believe that it can last
And I will be loathing
Loathing you my whole life long

(Dear Galinda, you are just too good!)
(How do you stand it? I don't think I could)
(She's a terror, she's a tartar)
(We don't mean to show a bias)
(But Galinda, you're a martyr)
Well, these things are sent to try us

(Poor Galinda, forced to reside)
(With someone so disgusticified)
(We just want to tell you, we're all on your side)
(We share your—)

(Loathing) what is this feeling?
(Unadulterated loathing) so sudden and new?
I felt the moment I laid eyes on you (for her face, her voice, her clothing)
My pulse is rushing (let's just say)
My head is reeling (we loathe it all)

Oh, what is this feeling? (Every little trait, however small)
Does it have a name? Yes (makes our very flesh begin to crawl)
Ah!

Loathing (loathing)
There's a strange exhilaration (loathing)
In such total detestation (loathing)
It's so pure, so strong (so strong)

Though I do admit, it came on fast
Still, I do believe that it can last
And I will be loathing (loathing)
For forever, loathing (loathing)
Truly, deeply, loathing you (loathing you)
My whole life long (loathing, unadulterated loathing)

Boo! (Ah!)