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you just keep going around in circles.

And look. You can see by this

just how straight my direction is.

River Gulch, that's where I started,

this is where I am now,

and look where I'm goin'.

- Where?

- Hollywood and Vine!

Look, straight as an arrow.

River Gulch, whew, Hollywood and Vine!

What happens when you get there?

What happens? Honey, you get discovered.

You get tested,

with options and everything!

And you get treated

with a little respect, too.

What's goin' on in here?

She's changing into her costume.

You want her to go out there naked?

Get out there and take care of them tables.

Come on, Dinah Shore.

Them cowboys is gettin' real lonesome.

Zip her up.

Go zip yourself up!

He looks like the safest.

- Oh, I never know what to say to 'em.

- It's easy.

Just say some cute little joke, like,

"Hello, mister. Buy me a drink.

I'm so dry, I'm spittin' cotton."

That's a real cute one. Go on.

Hello, mister.

- Howdy.

- I wonder if you'd buy me a drink.

I'm so dry, I'm spittin' cotton.

(LAUGHS)

That's a good one. It sure is.

Whiskey for the lady. Beer for me.

I'll give to you a paper of pins

And that's the way our love begins

If you will marry me, me, me

If you will marry me

You sure have a good head

for whiskey, ma'am.

I don't wanna sound like I'm

keepin' track, but that's four in a row.

Oh, that's the way I am.

Sometimes I can just drink

all night long. Happy days.

Hey, what ya doin'? Let go of me.

- That ain't whiskey!

- Let go of my arm!

- That's tea!

- I can't help it.

That's all they let us drink here.

Last night I had to drink 15 tea and sodas.

You've been hustlin' me for drinks,

60 cents a shot!

One thing I can't stand is a woman tries

to make a sucker outta me!

- Come sing a song.

- I'm sorry!

Ladies and gentlemen!

Ladies and gentlemen!

I know you ain't payin' no attention.

You're all too busy havin' fun

and enjoyin' yourselves.

(CROWD LAUGHS)

But we got this little floor show,

and we have to do it.

Hope it don't disturb you none.

Okay, baby. Take it away.

(BAND PLAYS JAZZ)

That old black magic

Has me in its spell

That old black magic

That you weave so well

Those icy fingers

Up and down my spine

The same old witchcraft

When your eyes

Meet mine

The same old tingle

Bo.

That's her, Virge.

That I feel inside

- That's my angel.

- Angel?

She's just a gal works in a saloon.

Look at her gleamin' there,

so pale and white.

And down and down I go

Quiet!

And round I go

Quiet! (SHUSHING)

Keep quiet over there!

Like a leaf

that's caught in the tide

(SHUSHING)

I should stay away

(SHRILL WHISTLE)

But what can I do

(CHATTERING STOPS)

Bo, Bo!

That's better! Now let's keep it this way!

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