Babes in Arms Page #3
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You call talent excess baggage?
Dad, there's a lot of entertainment
on this side of the room.
You folks are responsible for it.
We're your kids, chips off the old block.
Most of us were born in theaters,
greasepaint in our veins.
You say you don't want us
to go on a stage. No.
You want us to be lawyers and brokers
and your girls to marry rich guys.
- I suppose that's bad being a broker.
- Clark Gable ain't on relief.
- You're too young, all of you.
- Oh, yeah?
I suppose I'm too young
to sell a song I wrote.
Look, 100 bucks in advance.
- What?
- Mickey, you sold your song.
- Yeah, Mom, and it's all yours too.
- Oh, Mickey, I'm so proud of you.
- Thanks.
- Of course, I always knew you had talent.
Well, so do the other kids.
I've seen them do their stuff.
Take our sister for instance.
What a voice, a natural.
Two more years and she'll be in the Met.
Patsy and Don Jr. and Dody
are swell dancers.
- But our acts are routine, they're standard.
- I'll say they're standard.
So standard that when you miss a line
All right, I'm sorry.
I don't mean to be fresh,
but I've got a new slant on things.
Got my finger on the pulse of the public.
You wanna hear something?
Molly and Patsy come on over here.
Look out. Spread out kids,
give us room to work here, will you?
Get set. We'll show them
whether we got talent or not.
Wait, until you hear,
this will send you solid.
Now, come on, kids, give your all.
To look at us you'd never dream
The two of us were twins
In fact it's quite ridiculously odd
But speaking pedagogically
And not too biologically
We're really just like two peas in a pod
We both like to swim
And we both like to dance
We both could fall in love with Gable
If we had the chance
Our tastes are just the same
Except for just one thing
I like opera
I like swing
We both like to eat
But it pains us to discuss
The fact we like potatoes
But potatoes don't like us
But when we want to sing a song
We're really on a spot
For I sing sweet
And I sing hot
You are my lucky star
My darling, you're my lucky star
I saw you from afar
Rudolpho
Robert Taylor
Minneapolis and St. Paul
You are
My lucky star
Once there was a barber
He was a barbering fool,
A shaving fool, shaving fool from Spain
He was kind of crazy,
He was always singing in the rain
His name was Figaro
The barber of Seville
Figaro
Figaro
Figaro was Spanish
Every time there's a bullfight
He quits
Shave and a hair cut, six bits
Hi de ho Figaro, Hi de ho Figaro
Hi de ho ho de ho fig fig Figaro
Hi de ho Figaro, Hi de ho Figaro
Hi de ho ho de ho fig fig Figaro
Figaro
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