Well, we can’t complain that
You’ve been ignored by the press
What’d they say? What’d they say?
They’re not too polite
They say I’m a shit?
Well, yes. They pulled you to pieces--
(sung)
In five different languages
The Times: «You thrive on unpleasantness.»
(spoken)
Le Monde: «Frederick Trumper, la honte des écheques.»
I don’t believe that they can’t see my game
I’m like that tennis player
What’s-his-name?
They love to hate me And for us that’s dollars!
Die Welt: «Trumper: Der wilde Junge des Schachs.»
Hey, look, here’s a piece that
Some idiot’s written on you
(spoken)
«Florence Vassy, petite Hungarian-born personal assistant …»
(sung)
" … his gentle companion--"
If they only knew!
What do you mean? I’ve always been gentle with you, Freddie
«She stands by her champion …»
Oh, I like this
«…whose demands
Are so infantile.»
I don’t like this
If you don’t like it, then it’s up to you
They like the Russian, they could like you too
Commie newspapers
Of course the bastards all support the Russian
But Sergievsky seems a sweet opponent
So why do you abuse him all the time?
(spoken)
Freddie, I love you very much, but just for once don’t go on about the Russians
at the press conference, okay?

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