At Long Last Love Page #5
- G
- Year:
- 1975
- 118 min
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Yeah?
Yeah.
Well, listen...
Buongiorno!
Okay, watch me.
You are hitching hike?
Hmm?
Hitching hike.
Oh, of course. We always
hitching hike after we lose.
Sort of a penance.
Ah.
And what do strong, handsome
Venetians do when they win?
Whatever the ladies desire.
The subway. The subway.
Well, how about a little hitch
for two sore losers?
No, just one.
I gotta see a man about a dog.
Oh.
Beth.
You know, snooks,
three on a match and all that.
Yeah, it will be my pleasure
to drive you.
You ain't kiddin'.
At words poetic,
I'm so pathetic;
That I always
have found it best
Hmm?
Instead of getting them
off my chest
To let 'em rest
unexpressed
You mustn't do that.
I hate parading
my serenading
And I'll probably miss a bar;
That was good.
But if this ditty
is not so pretty;
At least it'll tell you
How great you are
You're the top.
You're a Waldorf salad
You're the top
You're a Berlin ballad
You're a baby grand
of a lady and a gent
You're an old Dutch master
You're Mrs. Astor;
You're Pepsodent
I've never been so bad.
You're romance
You're the steppes
of Russia
You're the pants
Pants?
On a Roxy usher;
I'm a lazy lout that is just
about to stop Oh, don't stop.
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
you're the top
Oh, thank you.
Your words poetic
are not pathetic; No?
On the other hand,
boy, you shine Oh.
And I can feel after
every line Yeah?
A thrill divine
Down my spine
Now, gifted humans
like Vincent Youmans
Might think that your song is
bad Oh, what does he know?
But for a person
who's just rehearsin'
Well, I gotta say
this, my lad
You're the top.
You're an Arrow collar;
You're the top
You're a Coolidge dollar;
You're the nimble tread
of the feet of Fred Astaire
That's nice.
You're an O'Neill drama
You're Whistler's mama
You're Camembert
Camembert.
You're a rose
You're Infemo's Dante
You're the nose
The nose?
The nose.
On the great Durante
Oh, yeah.
I'm just in the way;
De "trop"
But if, baby, I'm the bottom,
you're the top
You're the top.
How can you sing?
I'm dizzy.
You're a dancing belly;
You're the top
You're a hot tamale
You're an ngel
You're simply too,
too, too diveen
You're a Botticelli
You're Keats
You're Shelley
You're Ovaltine
Aw.
You're a boon
You're the darn
at Boulder
You're the moon
Really?
Over Mae West's shoulder
I'm a nominee
Of the G.O.P.
Or GOP;
But if, baby, I'm the bottom
You're the top
Mopsie!
You Okay?
I don't get enough exercise.
You know that?
No?
No.
You're the top
You're the Colosseum
You know the Colosseum?
Mm-hmm.
You're the top
You're the Louvre museum
You're a melody
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