What's Love Got to Do with It Page #5

Oh, I wanna be right

Hey, Lord, make me over

I wanna be made over

Hey, Lord, make me over

I wanna be made over

Make me over

I wanna be made over

- All right, girl. From here.

I wanna go places

- Oh, let me hear it.

Oh, I wanna do some things

- Yeah!

I wanna be a star

Oh, I wanna have a big name

And in my heart

let beauty reign

And when I'm done

Oh, I wanna have fame

Oh, Lord, make me over

I wanna be made over

- Lets go, baby.

Oh, Lord, make me over

- All right! Go ahead, Anna.

I wanna be made over

- Make me over

I wanna be made over

- Wanna be made over

I wanna be made over

- Make me over

I wanna be made over

- Wanna be made over

Oh, Lord, make me over

- Make me over

Come on, keep goin'!

Oh, Lord, make me over

- Make me over

Lord, make me nice

Lord, make me good

And give me power

- Make me over

Give me love

- Wanna be made over

Give me voluptuousness

- Make me over

I wanna be made over

All right, bye-bye.

Hey. Hey, hey, hey.

Fross, Fross, tell them

to be quiet?

Y'all look here.

we're fixin' to go on tour.

That's right.

We're goin' on tour.

Which means my name's

gonna be on this thing...

which means any time

you f*** up a step...

you f***in' with my good

reputation, you understand?

Jackie, you was 15 minutes

late to rehearsal today, wasn't you?

- Well...

- Well, a five-dollar fine.

What you laughing at, Spider?

You ain't but that far...

from not even having

a job your damn self.

All right, now, y'all look here.

It's gonna be Anna Mae's

first run out the startin' gate.

All right.

I want all y'all to pitch in, help

her out, do what you can, all right?

All right.

- All right.

- All right.

- Yeah, hey, Lorraine!

- I'm sick and tired of this sh*t, Ike.

Lorraine. W-w-wait,

wait, wait, wait.

- Now, now, come on, now.

- We finally get paid...

and he invents a

new way to take it back.

And he wants everybody

to help her out.

He sure got a sudden

case of the niceness.

Yeah, I wonder why.

I guess he caught it from that

new swing in somebody's ass.

Come on.

He's with Lorraine.

Lorraine! Oh, honey, please.

Lorraine was Ike's last gig.

He's always bookin' ahead.

Now, you watch yourself.

Ike's got a thing for every

young heifer sticks her butt out.

- Yeah, you wish he did.

- Come on, Anna Mae. Let's go.

All right, in a sec, okay?

- Hey, now.

- I was, just about to go home...

but I wanted to,

you know, say good night.

Well, don't go nowhere yet. Come on.

Sit down. Let me talk to you.

You know, you got

the prettiest smile.

You do.

Come on.

Open your mouth for me.

You ain't been to

the dentist before, have you?

What?

I said you ain't been to

the dentist before, have you?

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