...on the eve of the biggest primary of her life...
...she broke forth in plaintive song, directly and sincerely from the heart as never before:
It won't be easy, you'll think it strange
When I try to explain how I feel
That I still need your votes after all that I've won
You won't believe me
All you will see is a woman you knew
Although she's dressed up in pantsuits
Asking if I still suit you
I had to let it happen, I had to change
Couldn't stay all my life just with Bill
Sitting there in the Senate, staying out of the sun
So I campaigned
Running around flinging kitchen-sink poo
But nothing impressed you at all
Although I expected it to
Don't cry for me, Pennsylvania
The truth is, I win the big states
All through Bill’s wild days
My sad existence
I kept beside him
Don't keep your distance
And as for my opponent, he offers change
But he has only a speech
Though it seems to my eyes that is all some desire
Hope and illusions
They are not the solutions that will set you free
The answer is here in my plan
I love you and hope you love me
Don't cry for me, Pennsylvania
The truth is, he's just a sexist!
They call me racist,
That’s their insistence!
You can still crown me!
No more resistance!
Have I said too much?
There's nothing more I can think of to say to you.
But all you have to do is look at me to know
How desperately I ask of you...America’s instant queen and overnight saint…and only a few seemed to notice, she simply seduced a country!