Babes on Broadway Page #6

and you'll see how true it is.

Well, just so you won't get lost.

I'll be at the settlement house

filing envelopes.

And you can park your dream boat

right outside the entrance.

- Now, will you do something for me?

- Lf I can.

- Will you sing me a song?

- How do you know I can?

Because you sing when you talk,

when you walk.

Why, you're eyes are...

Why, they're singing right now.

They are?

Well, I'll be darned.

When a girl meets boy

Life can be a joy

But the note they end on

Will depend on

Little pleasures they will share

So let us compare

I like New York in June

How about you?

I like a Gershwin tune

How about you?

I love a fireside

When a storm is due

I like potato chips

Moonlight and motor trips

How about you?

I'm mad about good books

Can't get my fill

And Franklin Roosevelt's looks

Give me a thrill

Holding hands in the movie show

When all the lights are low

May not be new

But I like it

How about you?

I like Jack Benny's jokes

To a degree

I love the common folks

That includes me

I like to window shop on 5th Avenue

I like banana splits

Late supper at the Ritz

How about you?

I love to dream of fame

Maybe I'll shine

I'd love to see your name

Right beside mine

I can see we're in harmony

Looks like we both agree

On what to do

- And I like it

- And I like it

- How about you?

- How about you?

I'm so delighted

I've ignited the spark within you

Let me continue to make it burn

With you, I will be like a Trilby

So let's not dally

Come on, Svengali

I've lots to learn

When you're arising

Start exercising daily

For example

Just a sample

Bend and touch the floor

Fifty times or more

A fine start

To be a Bernhardt

A dictionary's necessary

But not for talking

It's used for walking

The Ziegfeld way

Is this okay?

That's the trick

You're catching on quickly

Should I take a bow?

Oh, let me show you how

- Just like partners on the stage

- Yeah.

If you can use a partner

I'm the right age

Hey, don't go under there.

The way our luck's been running,

I wish it was Friday the 13th.

- Oh, no, you don't.

- Wait a minute, what's the idea?

- This happens to be Friday.

- And the 13th.

It is?

- Yeah.

- Yeah.

Strange. Well, here we are.

Remember, this Thornton Reed is big-league.

This is a private audition.

No mugging, no pressing.

- Don't look anxious.

- All right.

Quiet! Quiet! Quiet!

Look's like

somebody's been reading our mail.

Easy, folks. Easy, folks. Do you realize

you're getting on Mr. Reed's nerves?

Mason, where's the boy

with my sandwich?

He'll be here.

I think he got lost in the crowd.

- I can't even get a 10c sandwich.

- Thornton, remember your headache.

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