Where Has It Gone? William Finn

[MENDEL]
I've lost my joie de vivre
Honey, my joie, my joie
I've lost my joie, where could it be?
It was my most sacred commodity
I've searched the Bowery and Central Park lawn
Where has it gone?

[TRINA]
One last appeal, where went this thing?
He has such zeal, angels would sing to him;
No one with wings comes near here these days
Call it malaise

[MENDEL]
Where is my irrepressiblе personality?
I remembеr I used to be fun
Used to be won

[MENDEL & TRINA]
Hell of a son of a gun

[MENDEL cont., (TRINA overlapping)]
I've lost my joie
(He lost his joie)
It went out camping
I misplaced his joie
(He misplaced his joie)
Now I'm just vamping