Bye Bye Birdie Page #3

- Did they really get pinned

- Goin' steady

- I was hopin' they would

- He's gone

- Now they're livin' at last

- She nailed him

If ya gotta go

that's the way to go

When they got ya hooked

then you're really cooked

What ya gonna do

What ya gonna do

- Well, I heard they got pinned

- Oh, man

- I was thinkin' they would

- Oh, man

Now they're livin' at last

Goin' steady for good

Goin' steady, goin' steady

Goin' steady, steady for good

Goin' steady, goin' steady

Goin' steady, steady for good

He's in love with Kim

Kim's in love with him

Goin' steady, goin' steady

Goin' steady, steady for good

That's the way it should be

- Oh, yeah

- They'll be happy, I know

- Oh, yeah

- Goin' steady for me

- Oh, yeah

- That's the way it should go

Goin' steady, goin' steady

Goin' steady, steady for good

Poor Pidge. He'll starve.

Here, Pidge. Here, Pidgie.

Here, boy.

Don't jump! Don't jump!

Albert, it's all right!

Everything's all right!

Come on back! Don't worry.

Honey, come on.

- Thank heavens I got here in time.

- You almost pushed me out.

It's all right.

I just came from Ed Sullivan's office.

- Sullivan?

- Yes, Ed Sullivan.

Go to work for Sullivan. Leap from the

sinking ship while the house is on fire.

But hear this, Miss DeLeon.

I was loyal.

All the years I employed you, I never

looked for a job behind your back.

- I went to Ed Sullivan's otfice...

- Don't explain.

You owe me nothing,

even though you were molded by me.

- Molded?

- Like Eliza Doolittle from Pygmalion.

- I was molded?

- What were you when I found you?

Hostess at La Casa Enchilada

Taco and Tamale Shop.

Well, sorry I interrupted you.

A man of my ilk

does not commit suicide.

I've had just about enough

of your kind ot ilks too.

Suicide is for cowards.

I don't desert the woman I love.

Oh, Albert, I'm sorry.

- I should have known.

- Mama would never get over it.

Mama?

What's the matter?

I'm the prize dope ot all time...

thinking I could pry you away

from your mama's ever-lovin' tentacles.

I will thank you

to leave my mother out of this.

- Maybe she does influence me slightly.

- Slightly?

- She is old and frail.

- Which I will be, too, at this rate.

I don't blame you.

I was living in fantasy...

telling myself you were serious.

Oh, Rosie, I was.

I am. In here.

I've thought and thought

about marrying you...

every day, a lot of nights too.

I've spent six years

on Project Albert.

Well, now I haven't got the right.

I can't offer you security.

A wonderful girl like you...

you deserve more from a husband

than just personality and good looks.

But I'll always love you, Rosie.

You'd better always

love me, you nut...

because you're stuck with me.

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