ANA:
Heathcliff, I don't think so
Mr. Darcy, he is not
He's more like Gatsby than Tom Buchanan
I must admit he's rather hot
CHRISTIAN:
She's mousy and disheveled
She's young and out of place
The sweat pooling 'round her armpits
I'd like to kiss her face
ANA/CHRISTIAN:
This person is all wrong
I'm staring at a loaded gun
He/she's not anyone I would want
So could this be the one?
CHRISTIAN
She's barely out of college
She's not seasoned like I wish she were
I shouldn't even think of it
But I want to be on top of her
ANA:
His words are few and cryptic
He's got no plot, no point of view
He's distant, brooding, out of touch
He seems too good to be true
ANA/CHRISTIAN:
This person is all wrong
I'm staring at a loaded gun
He/she's not anyone I would want
So could this be the one?
(instrumental break)
ANA/CHRISTIAN:
This person is all wrong
I'm staring at a loaded gun
He/she's not anyone I would want
So could this be the one?
Ohhhh
CHRISTIAN:
I'm sorry, Miss Steele.
I... can't do it.
Laters, baby.
ANA:
I thought he was the one!
[Thanks to jess.a.morgan89 for adding these lyrics]
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50 Shades! The Musical - Could This Be the One Lyrics
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ANA:
Heathcliff, I don't think so
Mr. Darcy, he is not
He's more like Gatsby than Tom Buchanan
I must admit he's rather hot
CHRISTIAN:
She's mousy and disheveled
She's young and out of place
The sweat pooling 'round her armpits
I'd like to kiss her face
ANA/CHRISTIAN:
This person is all wrong
I'm staring at a loaded gun
He/she's not anyone I would want
So could this be the one?
CHRISTIAN
She's barely out of college
She's not seasoned like I wish she were
I shouldn't even think of it
But I want to be on top of her
ANA:
His words are few and cryptic
He's got no plot, no point of view
He's distant, brooding, out of touch
He seems too good to be true
ANA/CHRISTIAN:
This person is all wrong
I'm staring at a loaded gun
He/she's not anyone I would want
So could this be the one?
(instrumental break)
ANA/CHRISTIAN:
This person is all wrong
I'm staring at a loaded gun
He/she's not anyone I would want
So could this be the one?
Ohhhh
CHRISTIAN:
I'm sorry, Miss Steele.
I... can't do it.
Laters, baby.
ANA:
I thought he was the one!
[Thanks to jess.a.morgan89 for adding these lyrics]
Heathcliff, I don't think so
Mr. Darcy, he is not
He's more like Gatsby than Tom Buchanan
I must admit he's rather hot
CHRISTIAN:
She's mousy and disheveled
She's young and out of place
The sweat pooling 'round her armpits
I'd like to kiss her face
ANA/CHRISTIAN:
This person is all wrong
I'm staring at a loaded gun
He/she's not anyone I would want
So could this be the one?
CHRISTIAN
She's barely out of college
She's not seasoned like I wish she were
I shouldn't even think of it
But I want to be on top of her
ANA:
His words are few and cryptic
He's got no plot, no point of view
He's distant, brooding, out of touch
He seems too good to be true
ANA/CHRISTIAN:
This person is all wrong
I'm staring at a loaded gun
He/she's not anyone I would want
So could this be the one?
(instrumental break)
ANA/CHRISTIAN:
This person is all wrong
I'm staring at a loaded gun
He/she's not anyone I would want
So could this be the one?
Ohhhh
CHRISTIAN:
I'm sorry, Miss Steele.
I... can't do it.
Laters, baby.
ANA:
I thought he was the one!
[Thanks to jess.a.morgan89 for adding these lyrics]
