Lyrics:

Pickering Tonight, old man, you did it
You did it! You did it! You said that you would do it
And indeed you did. I thought that you would rue it
I doubted you'd do it. But now I must admit it
That succeed you did. You should get a medal
Or be even made a knight. Henry It was nothing
Really nothing. Pickering All alone you hurdled
Ev'ry obstacle in sight. Henry Now, wait! Now, wait
Give credit where it's due, A lot of the glory goes to you
Pickering But you're the one who did it
Who did it, who did it! As sturdy as Gibraltar
Not a second did you falter. There's no doubt about it
You did it! I must have aged a year tonight
At times I thought I'd die of fright
Never was there a momentary lull Henry
Shortly after we came in I saw at once we'd easily win
And after that I found it deadly dull. Pickering
You should have heard the ooh's and ah's
Ev'ry one wondering who she was. Henry
You'd think they'd never seen a lady before. Pickering
And when the Prince of Transylvania
Asked to meet her
And gave his arm to lead her to the floor...! I said to him:
You did it! You did it! You did it
They thought she was ecstatic
And so damned aristocratic
And they never knew
That you
Did it! Henry Thank Heavens for Zoltan Karparthy
If it weren't for him I would have died of boredom
He was there, all right. And up to his old tricks
Mrs. Pearce Karparthy? That dreadful Hungarian?
Was he there? Henry Yes
That blackguard who uses the science of speech
More to blackmail and swindle than teach
He made it the devilish business of his
'To find out who this Miss Doolittle is'
Ev'ry time we looked around
There he was, that hairy hound From Budapest

Never leaving us alone, Never have I ever known
A ruder pest Fin'lly I decided it was foolish
Not to let him have his chance with her
So I stepped aside and let him dance with her
Oozing charm from ev'ry pore
He oiled his way around the floor
Ev'ry trick that he could play
He used to strip her mask away
And when at last the dance was done
He glowed as if he knew he'd won
And with a voice to eager
And a smile too broad, He announced to the hostess
That she was a fraud! Mrs. Pearce No
Henry Ja wohl! Her English is too good, he said
Which clearly indicates that she is foreign
Whereas others are instructed in their native language
English people aren't
And although she may have studied with an expert
Di'lectician and grammarian, I can tell that she was born
Hungarian! Not only Hungarian, but of royal blood
She is a princess! Servants Congratulations
Professor Higgins, For your glorious victory
Congratulations, Professor Higgins
You'll be mentioned in history! Rest of Servants
(Simultaneously) Congratulations, Professor Higgins
For your glorious Victory! Congratulations
Professor Higgins! Sing hail and hallelujah
Ev'ry bit of credit For it all belongs to you
Footman (Simultaneously with Rest of Servants)
This evening, sir, you did it! You did it! You did it
You said that you would do it And indeed you did
This evening, sir, you did it! You did it! You did it
We know that we have said it
But-you did it and the credit
For it all belongs to you