[FRAULEIN SCHNEIDER (spoken)]
Herr Schultz. Can I beleive what I see?
But this is too much to accept.
It's so rare... so costly... so luxurious...
If you brought me diamonds,
If you brought me pearls,
Might bring to other girls,
It couldn't please me more
To keep from fainting dead away,
It couldn't please me more
To the pineapple I bring.
I can hear Hawaiian breezes blow
But frankly, it would give me gas.
Then we shall leave it here,
[FRAULEIN SCHNEIDER (spoken)]
But you must not bring me any more pineapples.
Do you hear? It is not proper.
It is a gift a young man would bring to his lady-love.
But there is no-one... no-one in all of Berlin who is
If I could, I would fill your entire room with pineapples!
[FRAULEIN SCHNEIDER (spoken)]
I think I will lie down for a few moments. My head is
Fraulein Schneider... good evening.
Good evening, Herr Schultz.
(Opens her bedroom door, turns to Schultz.)
(She goes in and closes the door.)