Florence:
Well, we can't complain that
You've been ignored by the press.

Freddie:
What they say? what they say?

Florence:
They're not too polite.

Freddie:
They say I'm a shit?

Florence: [Spoken]
Well, yes. They pulled you to pieces--
[Sung]
In five different languages.
The Times:
"You thrives on unpleasantness."
[Spoken]
Le Monde:
"Frederick Trumper..."
[Speaks French]

Freddie:
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!

Florence:
[Speaks German]

Freddie:
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!

Florence: [Spoken]
What do you mean?
I've always been gentle with you, Freddie.

Both:
"She stands by her champion--

Freddie: [Spoken]
Oh, I like this.

Both:
Whose demands
Are so infantile."

Freddie: [Spoken]
I don't like this.

Florence:
If you don't like it,
Then it's up to you.
They like the Russian,
They could like you too.

Freddie:
Commie newspapers.
Of course the bastards
All support the Russian.

Florence:
But Sergievsky seems
Such 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?