A toast to the groom!
To the bride!
From your sister
Who is always by your side
To your union
And the hope that you provide
May you always
Be satisfied
I remember that night, I just might
Regret that night
for the rest of my days
I remember those soldier boys
Tripping over themselves
to win our praise
I remember that dreamlike candlelight
Like a dream that you can’t quite place
But Ale ander, I’ll
never forget the first
Time I saw your face
I have never been the same
Intelligent eyes in a hunger pang frame
And when you said “Hi,
I forgot my dang name
Set my heart aflame, ev’ry part aflame
This is not a game
(You strike me as a woman
who has never been satisfied)
I’m sure I don’t know what
you mean. You forget yourself
(You're like me
I'm never satisfied)
Is that right?
(I have never been satisfied)
My name is Angelica Schuyler
(Ale ander Hamilton)
Where’s your fam’ly from?
(Unimportant there's a million things
I haven't done
Just you wait, just you wait)
So so so
So this is what it feels
like to match wits
With someone at your level!
What the hell is the catch?
It’s the feeling of freedom,
of seein’ the light
It’s Ben Franklin with a key
and a kite! You see it, right?
The conversation lasted two
minutes, maybe three minutes
Ev’rything we said in
total agreement, it’s
A dream and it’s a bit of a dance
A bit of a posture, it’s
a bit of a stance.
He’s a bit of a flirt
but I'm a give it a chance
I asked about his family,
did you see his answer?
His hands started fidgeting,
he looked askance
He’s penniless, he’s flying
by the seat of his pants
Handsome, boy, does he know it!
Peach fuzz, and he can’t even grow it!
I wanna take him far
away from this place
Then I turn and see my
sister’s face and she is
(Helpless)
And I know she is
(Helpless)
And her eyes are just
(Helpless)
And I realize
Three fundamental truths
at the e act same time
(NUMBER ONE)
I’m a girl in a world in which
My only job is to marry rich
My father has no sons so I’m the one
Who has to social climb for one
So I’m the oldest and the
wittiest and the gossip in
New York City is insidious
And Ale ander is penniless
Ha! That doesn’t mean
I want him any less
(NUMBER TWO)
He’s after me cuz I’m a Schuyler sister
That elevates his status, I’d
Have to be naïve to set that aside
Maybe that is why I
introduce him to Eliza
Now that’s his bride
Nice going, Angelica, he was right
You will never be satisfied
(NUMBER THREE)
I know my sister like I know my own mind
You will never find anyone
as trusting or as kind
If I tell her that I love him
she’d be silently resigned
He’d be mine
She would say, “I’m fine
She’d be lying
But when I fantasize at night
It’s Ale ander’s eyes
As I romanticize what might
Have been if I hadn’t sized him
Up so quickly
At least my dear Eliza’s his wife
At least I keep his eyes in my life
To the groom!
To the bride!
From your sister
Who is always by your side
To your union
And the hope that you provide
May you always
Be satisfied
And I know
She'll be happy as his bride
And I know
He'll never be satisfied
I'll never be satisfied
