Chords for What Is This Feeling? (From "Wicked" Original Broadway Cast Recording/2003 / Audio)

_ Dearest Darlingus, Momsy, and Popsicle. _
_ My dear father.
_ There's been [F] some confusion over [Gb] rooming [Db] here at Shiz.
[Fm] But of course I'll care for [Gb] NASA.
But [Fm] of course I'll _ rise [Gb] above it.
For [Ab] I know that's how you'd want me to [Bb] respond.
_ Yes. _ _ _
[Fm] There's been some [Abm] confusion for [Gb] you, see, my [Db] roommate _ is_ _ _ _
[Abm] _ _ _ Unusually and exceedingly peculiar and altogether quite _ impossible [Ab] to describe. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ Blonde.
_ _ [C] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
_ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
What is this feeling so sudden [D] and new?
I felt the moment I laid eyes on you.
My pulse is rushing.
[C] My head is [Em] reeling.
My face is [A] flushing.
What is this [D] feeling?
Fervid as [F] a _ flame.
[Eb] Does [Db] it have [G] a _ name?
[C] _
Yes. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
[F] Loathing.
_ _ _ _ Unadulterated [Bb] loathing.
_ For [C] your face.
Your voice.
Your clothing.
_ Let's just say.
[F] I love it all.
_ _ Every [Bb] little trait, [C] however _ [F] small,
Makes my [Gb] very flesh begin [Db] to crawl.
[C] Simple [F] matter, loathing.
_ There's a strange [Bb] _
exhilaration
In such total [C] _
detestation.
_ It's so pure, [Am] so straight.
[F] _ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _
Came on back.
Still I [C] do believe [F] that it [Bb] can last.
_ And I [Gm] will be _ loathing, _ loathing you, [Bb] my whole [C] life.
_ _ _ [Dbm] _
Here, Galinda, you are just [Ab] too good.
[Dbm] _
I'll be a standard, [Ebm] I don't think [Gb] I could.
She's a terror, [Ab] she's a tartar, [Bb] we don't mean to show a [E] bias,
But Galinda, [A] you're a martyr.
Well, [Eb] these things are sent to [Ab] try _ _ _ us.
_ [Ab] Poor [Db] Galinda, forced to resign.
_ [Gb] Someone so disgusted can't hide.
[Eb] We just want to tell you, we're all on [Ab] your side. _
_ [F] We share your loathing. _ _
_ _ _ Unadulterated loathing.
For your face.
Your [C] voice.
Your clothing. _ _
Let's just say.
My head is reeling.
[F] We loathe it all.
Oh, what is this?
Every [Bb] little trait, [C] however [F] small.
Makes our [Gb] very flesh [Ab] begin [Db] to crawl.
_ _ [F] Ah. _ _
_ [D] _ _ _ [G] _ Loathing. _
There's such strange _ exhilaration.
In such total [D] _ detestation.
Loathing.
It's so pure, [Bm] so _ [Dm] _ _
[G] _ _ _ [G] _ in.
I
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[F] _ _ _ [Am] will be _ loathing forever.
_ _ [G] _ [Bm] Loathing. Too _ lazy.
We loathing. _
You.
_ Loathing.
You. _ _ _
_ [G] My whole life loathing. _
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_ _ _ _ [D] _ _ _ _
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