In Society Page #4
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- 1944
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Excuse me! Excuse me!
Get that one over there!
Hurry up!
That one over there!
Come on. Give me a hand.!
Here!
Push!
Here! Put it... Put it...
Come along!
Come here. Come here.!
Come here.!
Get in here.!
Yeah, be right over there.
Come here.!
Come here a minute.! Get in here.!
Get in here! Get in here!
Hold your head there. Hold your
head there! Hold it in there!
Hold that!
Everyone is so nice to me.
I'm afraid my pumpkin shell is
going to change back into mice.
But please don't disappear
at midnight.
I'd have to go all through that glass
slipper routine to find you again.
Of course, if I knew your name, I could
save a lot of time looking for you.
I'm Elsie Hammerdingle. Look, I'm
serious. I'd like to see you again.
I'm not kidding. My name is Elsie
Hammerdingle and I drive a taxicab.
Okay, okay, so you're
Elsie Hammerdingle.
I'll see you at the Winthrop
weekend party, won't I?
Well, I...
You've gotta be there.
We'll drive out together. I'll pick you
up. But I tell you, I'm a taxi driver.
Sure, sure,
you're a taxi driver.
Who is that new girl dancing
with Peter Evans?
They're both dressed
as taxi drivers. Hmm?
Looks like competition.
Well, what do I do now?
Didn't you learn anything
in that finishing school?
I feel I'll never walk straight
You got me so
I just can't talk straight
No bout adout it
I'm in love with you
I used to be most capable
Of keeping a conversation
I never ever faltered
In my pronunciation
My speech was quite
But what did ya do
Yes, what did ya do to me
No bout adout it
I'm in love with you
No bout adout it
What I say is true
You're driving me insane
My talk's affected
'cause something in my brain
Got disconnected when your lips
connected with mine
No fool, I'm feelin'
I mean, no feel, I'm foolin'
Like a kid of two
I suv you lo much
I mean, I love you so much
What am I to do
I feel I'll never walk straight
You got me so
I just can't talk straight
No bout adout it
I'm in love with you
My train of thought
won't clickity-clack
You've gone and knocked it
off of the track
And I just can't get it back up
I put my shoes on the pillow
Go to sleep on the floor
I wind up the cat
Put out the clock
And do things I never did before
And ever since we met I prattle
Like an itsy-bitsy baby
with a rattle
No fool I'm feelin'
I mean, no feel, I'm foolin'
Like a kid of two
I suv you lo much
I mean, I love you so much
What am I to do
I feel I'll never walk straight
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