Potiphar 创作者：
Andrew Lloyd Webber
Jason Donovan

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调：B major

Verse 1
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Joseph was taken to Egypt
in chains and sold,
Where he was bought
by a captain named Potiphar.
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Optipha had very few heirs.
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He was one of Egypt's millionaires.
Having made a fortune,
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buying shares in pyramids.
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Potiphar had
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made a  huge pile
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And a large percentage of the Nile
Meant that I could really live in style
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And he did, I did
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Joseph was an unimportant slave
Who found he liked his master
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Consequently worked much harder,
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even with devotion.
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Potiphar could see that Joseph was
a cut above the average,
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Made a leader of his household,
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mad to put on promotion.
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Potiphar was cool and still fine,
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But my wife would never up to the line.
It's all there in chapter thirty
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-nine of Genesis.
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don't believe everything you read,
dear.
She was beautiful, but...
Beautiful?
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Saw a lot of men against his will.
He would have to tell her
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that she still was his.
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You're mine!
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Joseph's looks an
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d handsome figure
Had attracted her attention
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Every morning she would beckon
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Come and lie with me, love
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Joseph wanted to resist
Until one day she proved too eager
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Joseph cried in vain
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Please stop, I don't believe in free love Pity
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He was counting shekels
in his his den
below the bedroom
When he heard a mighty rumpus
clattering above him
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Suddenly he knew his witches
couldn't buy him what he wanted
Nor would never make him happy
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if she didn't love him
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Ladies are the mighty ones
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What if all of us were thrown
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along?
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Joseph, I'll see you rot in jail
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The things you have done
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are beyond the pale
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Poor, poor Joseph locked
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up in a cell
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Things ain't going well,
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hey, locked up in a cell
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Poor poor Joseph locked up in a cell
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Things ain't going well
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Locked up in a cell
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Locked up in a cell
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You