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Musical: Caroline, or Change
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DOTTY She was doing fine out there. CAROLINE This ain’t none of your affair, Dot. You can’t talk to folk like that. EMMIE Talk to white folk what you mean. CAROLINE Lord I raised a spoiled brat. They your boss! You can’t a queen, gonna get yourself knocked flast, you mouth off around white folk like that. EMMIE You tippy-toe till you been paid. You the spoiled on! A maid! I’ll never be a queen, that’st rue, but I’m a damn sigh better’n prouder’n you! Come on, teach me what you know! Mama teach me what you know! How to keep my head tucked low. Come on, come on teach me what you know! Mama teach— DOTTY Watch your mouth now, little sister. You too smart to act a fool. Proud don’t talk trash to her mother. EMMIE You got plans, you go to school. What she got? Only angry, always fussin, always shushin me. DOTTY Ain’t seen you lackin food to eat, roof above, shoes on your feet. You watch your pride ain’t just conceit. Think bein a maid what she prefer? MR. STOPNICK Attention! Noah! DOTTY Go on, make things like they were. Apologize to her. MR. STOPNICK Now comes your gift! Something handy: Chanukah Gelt, for real, not candy! A twenty dollar bill! GRANDMA & GRAMPA GELLMAN Oh my! [Thanks to Michael for lyrics] Back to main page: Caroline, or Change Lyrics
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