I lost my name; can you tell,
Come on, can you, well…
Oh, you found it,
What a loss.
I heard I used to be someone,
But I reckon those days are done.
Now I’m just simply…
Well, I don’t really know;
Oh, there you go.
I’m Gilderoy Lockhart.
How strange and queer
I don’t really like that name
Though I heard, it used to come with some fame.
Is it yours?
No, you say its mine.
Oh, yes, perhaps it is then.
I really just can’t win.
I forget it all the time…
Who are you again?
Who am I?
Oh, you need to say goodbye
I’ll go get Lockhart, so you can tell him
It’s me.
I don’t believe you.
My, my these visitors are a bit crazy
Hmm now what was I saying it’s all a bit hazy…