Just Around the Corner Page #3

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- Yeah.

- What is that thing?

- That ain't a thing.

It's a sax.

A lease breaker.

What do you think of it?

- [Saxophone]

- [Dogs Barking]

[Howling, Barking Continues]

Hey, take it easy.

Old pickle-puss upstairs...

is liable to come down here

all spraddled out.

[Laughing] Pickle-puss?

Is that what you call Mr. Waters?

Yeah. Oh, but I wouldn't

repeat it if I were you.

Why shouldn't she repeat it?

What's the harm in calling

a pickle-puss a pickle-puss?

You might give

the kid ideas.

You know, you're not exactly up

on child psychology.

I ain't down on it.

THIS IS A HAPPY LITTLE DITTY

I KNOW:

THE MUSIC ISN'T PRETTY

YOU KNOW:

THE WORDS ARE NOT SO WITTY

ANYONE CAN SING THIS SONG

CHANGE KEYS:

IT REALLY DOESN'T MATTER

IT'S STILL

A LOT OF SILLY CHATTER

HO-HUM

WE'RE COMING TO THE PATTER

JACK AND JILL:

WENT UP THE HILL

AND FOR ALL I KNOW

THEY'RE UP THERE STILL

I MUST SAY:

THE MUSIC ISN'T PRETTY

MUST SAY:

THE WORDS ARE NOT SO WITTY

THIS IS A HAPPY LITTLE DITTY

YOU CAN SING IT ALL DAY LONG

[ Together ]

THIS IS A HAPPY LITTLE DITTY

I KNOW:

THE MUSIC ISN'T PRETTY

YOU KNOW:

THE WORDS ARE NOT SO WITTY

ANYONE CAN SING THIS SONG

[ In Affected Vibrato ]

CHANGE KEYS:

IT REALLY DOESN'T MATTER

IT'S JUS A LOT OF SILLY CHATTER

HOLD ON, KIDS

WE'RE COMIN' TO THE PATTER

THERE WAS AN OLD WOMAN

WHO LIVED IN A SHOE

IT MUST'VE BEEN

AWFUL STUFFY IN THERE.

STILL SAY:

THE MUSIC ISN'T PRETTY

STILL SAY:

THE WORDS ARE NOT SO WITTY

[ Together ]

THIS IS A HAPPY LITTLE DITTY

YOU CAN SING IT ALL DAY LONG

[ Big Band ]

[ Together ]

THIS IS A HAPPY LITTLE DITTY

I KNOW:

THE MUSIC ISN'T PRETTY

YOU KNOW:

THE WORDS ARE NOT SO WITTY

ANYONE CAN SING THIS SONG

CHANGE KEYS:

IT REALLY DOESN'T MATTER

IT'S JUS A LOT OF SILLY CHATTER

HOLD ON:

WE'RE COMING

TO THE PATTER:

EARLY TO BED:

EARLY TO RISE:

AND YOUR GAL GOES OU WITH OTHER GUYS

I STILL SAY:

THE MUSIC ISN'T PRETTY

STILL SAY:

THE WORDS ARE NO SO WITTY

[ All ]

THIS IS A HAPPY LITTLE DITTY

FOR YOU CAN SING I ALL DAY LONG

[Ends]

[Dogs Barking]

Retreat now

and explain later.

[ Barking Continues]

[Dogs Barking]

[No Audible Dialogue]

- Uh, Mr. Hale? Mr. Hale? [Clears Throat]

- Yes?

Mr. Hale, I may owe you a debt

of gratitude for past favors, but--

- Now what's happened?

- But I am jeopardizing my position...

by allowing you

to reside here any longer.

- What are you leading up to?

- Your daughter.

She has a capacity for making

otherwise sane individuals go berserk.

Now, unless you teach her to respect

the dignity of the Riverview Arms...

you must go, or I shall have

to get a new engineeengineer.

No, that is final.

Final.

[Door Opens, Closes]

Oh, there you are, Daddy.

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