You've Let Yourself Go
Liza Minnelli Lyrics


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I guess just about the hardest thing to do
When you're doing something like this
Is to find a new love song to sing
Because they're almost always about one of three things

Right, they're either the, ah, the guy meets the girl
Or the guy loses the girl or the guy gets the girl
Well I found this song and it isn't about any of those three things
This song is about two people
Who have already known each other for quite a while

So we're alone again tonight
I read a book, you watch the fight
A stifled yawn, a can of beer
What an enthralling atmosphere

And yet the sight of us this way
Helps me to say what I must say
It helps me to think a thought or two
To pass it right along to you
And just for starters you should know I think
You've let yourself go

Down through the years, each sage repeats
Grass never grows on busy streets
Which might explain that balding spot
Were you a thinker, which you're not

And where's that slender youth I knew
I fear he's grown an inch or two
Not up and down my joy and pride
But more precisely side to side

When at a party, now and then
You tell the same old jokes again
Or wear a lampshade for a hat
Who could be wittier than that?

With one too many you just might
Pick some unnecessary fight
Though in the morning with the sun
You can't remember what you've done
If there's regret, it doesn't show
You know, you've let yourself go

You never care the way you dress
You stay unshaven, you look a mess
The smallest thing is too much to do
I even hold the door for you

And every rose upon the shelf
Is one that I've supplied myself
It's not the same, I'm well aware




Yet I need to see them there
I don't know why I say it now, why I don't?

Overall Meaning

In Liza Minnelli's song "You've Let Yourself Go," the singer expresses her thoughts about her partner and their relationship. The song does not fit the typical love song narrative, but instead focuses on two people who have known each other for quite some time. The first verse sets the scene for the evening, where the two sit together but engage in separate activities. The uneventfulness of the situation allows the singer to speak her mind about the changes she has noticed in her partner.


The second verse begins with a nod to the saying that "grass never grows on busy streets," suggesting that her partner may have lost some of his youthfulness and vibrancy. As the song continues, the singer highlights numerous changes in her partner's behavior, ranging from his receding hairline to his lack of regard for his appearance. The singer's tone throughout the song grows increasingly critical, culminating in the chorus when she bluntly declares that "you've let yourself go."


Despite the harshness of the lyrics, Liza Minnelli delivers the song with a playful and lighthearted tone. The song is not meant to be taken completely seriously, but rather as a commentary on the ups and downs of long-term relationships. The song ultimately celebrates the familiarity and comfort that can come with knowing someone for years.


Line by Line Meaning

I guess just about the hardest thing to do When you're doing something like this Is to find a new love song to sing Because they're almost always about one of three things
It's difficult to write a love song that's unique because most love songs are about the same things.


Right, they're either the, ah, the guy meets the girl Or the guy loses the girl or the guy gets the girl Well I found this song and it isn't about any of those three things This song is about two people Who have already known each other for quite a while
Most love songs follow one of three formats, but this song is different because it's about a couple who have been together for a long time.


So we're alone again tonight I read a book, you watch the fight A stifled yawn, a can of beer What an enthralling atmosphere
We're spending another boring night at home, doing nothing interesting.


And yet the sight of us this way Helps me to say what I must say It helps me to think a thought or two To pass it right along to you And just for starters you should know I think You've let yourself go
Despite our uneventful night, it gives me an opportunity to tell you that I think you've become complacent and let yourself go.


Down through the years, each sage repeats Grass never grows on busy streets Which might explain that balding spot Were you a thinker, which you're not
Wise people often say that someone who is always busy doesn't have time for personal grooming, which could explain why you're losing your hair. And if you were a deep thinker, that might be understandable, but you're not.


And where's that slender youth I knew I fear he's grown an inch or two Not up and down my joy and pride But more precisely side to side
When I met you, you were much thinner, but now you've gained weight mostly around your waist, and I'm worried about your health.


When at a party, now and then You tell the same old jokes again Or wear a lampshade for a hat Who could be wittier than that?
You tell the same jokes and wear silly hats at parties, but it's not as funny or interesting as you think it is.


With one too many you just might Pick some unnecessary fight Though in the morning with the sun You can't remember what you've done If there's regret, it doesn't show You know, you've let yourself go
When you drink too much, you tend to start arguments with people for no reason, and although you can't remember what happened in the morning, it's clear that you've become less aware of your actions.


You never care the way you dress You stay unshaven, you look a mess The smallest thing is too much to do I even hold the door for you
You don't take care of yourself anymore - you dress sloppily, don't shave, and are generally uninterested in anything that requires effort, and now I'm even holding the door open for you.


And every rose upon the shelf Is one that I've supplied myself It's not the same, I'm well aware Yet I need to see them there I don't know why I say it now, why I don't?
All the flowers in the house are ones that I bought for myself, but it's not the same as when you used to buy them for me. I don't know why I'm bringing this up now or why I don't say something more often.




Lyrics © RAOUL BRETON EDITIONS
Written by: CHARLES AZNAVOUR, MARCEL STELLMAN

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