Salvatore Adamo
PERMIT ME PLEASE, MONSIEUR


I was asked to the ball of the year
So I dressed in my brand new tuxedo
I have practiced my waltz and my tango
And arrived on the scene with panache

As I walked through the door I beheld her
With her ma and her pa by her side
Like a knight taking love in his trite
I advanced on her father and pleaded

Permit me please, monsieur
With your daughter I would dance, sir
Please let yes be your answer
And give my own love a chance, sir

Permit me please, monsieur
I'm an ordinary fellow
Looking for his Cinderella
Give me your permission, please sir

With a look that would cook frozen ice
Her mama told papa to say no
But a faint heart will not win a fair maiden
So I thought I would have one more go

Permit me please, monsieur
With your daughter I would dance, sir
Please let yes be your answer
And give my own love a chance, sir

Permit me please, monsieur
I'm an ordinary fellow
Looking for his Cinderella
Give me your permission, please sir

Tell the truth, in your youth you were bold, sir
When you won such a wonderful wife
Maybe I'll be as lucky as you
And dance with your daughter through life, sir

Permit me please, monsieur
With your daughter I would dance, sir
Please let yes be your answer
And give my own love a chance, sir

Permit me please, monsieur
I'm an ordinary fellow
Looking for his Cinderella
Give me your permission, please sir

Give me your permission, please sir
Give me your permission, please sir


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