Track byBarbra Streisand/Yves Montand
I don't know why they redesigned me He likes the way he used to find me He likes the girl I left behind me I mean he...I mean me... What did I have that I don't have? What did he like that I lost track of? What did I do that I don't do the way I did before What isn't there that once was there? What have I got a great big lack of? Something in me that He could see that Beckons to him no more I' m just a victim of time Obsolete in my prime Out-of-date and outclassed, by my past! What did he love that there's none of? What did I lose the sweet warm knack of? Wouldn't I be the late great me if I knew how? Oh, what did I have I don't have now? What did I have that I don't have? What do I need big supply of? What was the trick I did particularly well before? What did he see that's gone in me? What did I use that now I'm shy of? Why is the sequel never the equal? Why is there no encore? Where can I go to repair? All the wear and the tear Till I'm once again the previous me! What did he like that I am not like? What was the charm that I've run dry of? What would I give if my old know-how still knew how? Oh what did I know? Tell me where did it go! What, oh, what did I have I don't have now?