Hangover Square Page #3

Last time he was here he said

Let's have another drink

So I know, and you know

Joe is in the clink

The clink, the clink

the clink, the clink, the clink, the clink

- The clink

- Methink, methink, methink

Methink thatJoe

is in the clink

Have you seen Joe

Joe has vanished in thin air

- Have you seen Joe

- No, he ain't anywhere

Last time he was here he said

Let's have another drink

So I know and you know

Joe is in the clink

Oh! Saucy with the goods,

ain't she?

- They want another song.

- I haven't got another one.

- Sing anything.

- I've sung two. That'll be a guinea.

All right, I'll pay in a minute.

- Hello, George.

- Hello, Micky.

Eddie Bates!

There you are.

Good night.

Why do they wake me up

so early in the morning

Oh, to sleep a minute more

Till they rattle on me door

- There now, you did very well.

- In front of that audience?

- Now, now, now.

- "Have you seen Joe?"

I'll get somewhere

with that, won't I?

They're a difficult audience.

You held them every minute.

They know what they like.

They liked you.

- Well, I didn't like them.

- All the same, you were very good.

- I thought you were wonderful.

- Oh, this is George Bone.

- Netta Longdon.

- How do you do?

Netta's just moved into the square.

He writes music.

- Songs?

- No, I'm afraid not.

Oh, no, symphonies.

Classic stuff.

- How about another drink, Micky?

- Right you are.

When I heard you singing in there,

I got an idea for a sort of tune.

May I play it for you?

Listen. That's good.

Is he important?

He's a well-known composer.

He's quite important.

Mm-hmm.

- If you had some words, you could sing that.

- Uh-huh.

Say, I've got a lyric that would fit that.

Do you remember?

- What?

- "All For You."

All for you

I've changed my way of living

My way of loving too

Come what may

My love will be all for you

Oh, but that's perfect!

That suits my voice exactly.

- I brought you a drink.

- Oh, thank you.

You wouldn't care to work that up

into a song for me, would you?

Well, I could try.

Oh, I'd be awfully grateful,

Mr. Bone.

Oh, George! You all right?

- Huh?

- I'm afraid...

afraid I'm a bit squiffed.

You're all right.

You're all right, old boy.

You wrote a darn good song.

Oh! Oh, Micky. Come on!

Well, this is where I live.

Oh, that woman has

turned out my cat again.

Oh, you poor kitty out in the cold.

The landlady won't let me keep her in

the apartment. What am I going to do?

- Give her to me.

- No, no. I'll look after her.

And then you can come around

anytime you wish to see her.

That's awful nice of you, George.

What a head I'm going

to have tomorrow.

I shall call for you in the morning,

and we'll walk round the square together.

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