The Girl Can't Help It Page #3

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and make her a star.

You've done it before.

I can name half a dozen-

Not me, Fats.

The girls had talent.

The public made them stars.

I've met guys like you before.

They fall for some dame.

They think she's got something special.

But usually, she's got nothing.

I could lie to you, Fats,

let you take me off the hook...

take your 10 grand,

go through the motions with your girl.

I can't do it.

Call it integrity...

or some other dirty word,

but I can't do it.

The girl would take one look at me and know

I wasn't interested in handling her.

So if you don't mind,

I don't wanna embarrass her, Fats.

I'll beat it before she shows.

[Gasps]

Mr. Miller...

Miss JerriJordan.

I made up theJerriJordan myself.

It'll look good in lights.

- You like it?

- Very much.

Tommy boy, I'm puttin' her in your hands,

figuratively speaking.

You got six weeks

to have her a star.

You know, the first thing-

Six weeks?

Oh, easy, Fats.

It takes time.

- Rome wasn't built in a day.

- She ain't Rome.

What we're talkin' about

is already built.

- Right?

- No argument.

## [Singing]

Beat it, deadbeat.

- ##[Rock]

- Scotch.

Bottle of scotch.

##[Man Singing]

[Chuckles]

Hey.

- What'd you do, find uranium somewhere?

- ##[Continues]

Yep. In Rome, Nicky boy.

In Rome.

- Cigars? Cigarettes?

- Hmm.

Cigars? Cigarettes?

[Chuckles]

Why not?

We'll smoke 'em tomorrow, honey.

But tonight...

they're playing our song.

Get your mornin' papers!

Get your mornin' papers!

- Get your mornin' paper, ma'am?

- No, thanks, sonny.

Can you tell me

where I can find 341?

341?

Second brownstone, ma'am.

- Thanks, sonny.

- [Wolf Whistle]

#She can't help it

The girl can't help it #

#She can't help it

The girl can't help it #

#If she walks by

the menfolks get engrossed #

#She can't help it

The girl can't help it #

#If she winks an eye

the bread slice turn to toast #

#She can't help it

The girl can't help it #

# Yeah, she's got a lot

of what they call the most #

#She can't help it

The girl can't help it #

# The girl can't help it

She was born to please #

#She can't help it

The girl can't help it #

#And she's got

a figure made to squeeze #

#She can't help it

The girl can't help it #

- # Won't you kindly be aware

the girl can't help it #

- # The girl can't help it #

[Grunting]

[Sighs, Grunts]

Good morning, Mr. Miller.

What are you doing in here?

Why, what do you mean?

You want my funeral included

in Fats's newsreels?

- On your way.

- But Mr. Murdock sent me over.

- He sent you?

- So you can start working on me.

Honey, this is no place to start.

Oh, I've been in

men's bedrooms before.

I grew up with seven brothers

and a father.

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