I'm No Angel Page #13

But when I'm bad...

I'm better.

Don't go away, I'll be right back.

No one loves me

like that New York man

You must've had a good time,

you seem so happy.

If I wasn't, you'd know it.

Get me another gown, Beulah.

I've danced this one around all evening.

I gotta give it a rest.

Yes, ma'am. Which one?

- That lucky one.

- Yes, ma'am.

- That guy's got rhythm, eh?

- Yes, I know what you means.

Bring out a couple of drinks

and then you two dames can retire.

- Yes, ma'am.

- Yes, ma'am.

Open up that door.

Here goes my big moment.

Don't stop, honey, you put me in the mood.

It's good to be here alone with you, dear.

I kind of like it, too.

The only thing I've got to be jealous.

- Of course, if I could only trust you.

- You can, hundreds have.

Do you know I'm mad about you?

I could tell you'd be, the first time I saw you.

Say, I must be transparent.

Honey, you're just wrapped in cellophane.

Come on, darling.

- Be serious.

- You want me to?

- Sure I do.

- All right, now I'm very serious.

I adore you.

Yes, ma'am.

How am I doing, Beulah?

You're doing fine, you're doing grand.

I'll do better when you are gone,

you rascal, you!

Yes, ma'am,

I know you will, ma'am.

Great gals, huh?

Honey, I wonder if you realise

just how much you mean to me.

- I've never been so happy in my life.

- You mean that?

I guess love is a wonderful thing.

Yes, I've heard it highly praised.

No one could be

half as nice as you

What have you done to me

You're simply grand

You worked your spell on me

So make your demand

I want you, I need you

Your love must be mine

oh, baby, baby

To have you would be paradise divine

- Move over, honey, and don't stop.

- I'll never stop.

Want you, need you

To call you my own

To have you would be

paradise I know

Please won't you believe me

Darling, you can never guess

how much I love you.

I'll never guess, you've got to you show me.

- Just give me the chance.

- You'll get it.

To have you

I could be your slave.

I guess that could be arranged.

What have you done to me?

You're simply grand

What have you done to me?

You ought to know.

So make your demand

I want you, need you

Your love must be mine

oh, baby, baby

To have you would be paradise

What are you gonna do about it?

What's this in the paper

about you marrying this rich guy, Clayton?

If it's publicity it's great,

and if it ain't, it's no good.

I'm quitting the show.

- You're quitting?

- Yeah, I'm sick of this racket.

I found the right man, I'm gonna get married.

You can't quit.

- You got a five year contract with me.

- Yeah?

Did you ever read it?

It says for a good cause

you could give a two week's notice.

- I'm giving you that notice now.

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