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MAX: Don't you see, Bloom. Darling Bloom, glorious Bloom. It's so simple. Step One: we find the worst play ever written. Step Two: we hire the worst director in town. Step Three: I raise two million dollars... LEO: Two? MAX: Yes! One for me, one for you. There's a lot of little old ladies out there. Step Four: We hire the worst actors in New York and open on Broadway. And before you can say Step Five, we close on Broadway, take our two million and go to Rio. LEO: Rio? Nah, that'd never work. MAX: Oh ye of little faith. What did Lewis say to Clark When everything looked bleak? What did Sir Edmund say to Tenzing As they struggled toward Everest's peak? What did Washington say to his troops As they crossed the Delaware I'm sure you're well aware... LEO: What'd they say? MAX: We can do it, we can do it We can do it, me and you We can do it, we can do it We can make our dreams come true Everything you've ever wanted Is just waiting to be had Beautiful girls, wearing nothing but pearls Caressing you, undressing you And driving you mad We can do it, we can do it This is not the time to shirk We can do it, you won't rue it Say goodbye to petty clerk Hi, producer: yes, producer I mean you, sir, go beserk! We can do it, we can do it And I know it's gonna work Whatta ye say, Bloom? LEO: What do I say Finally a chance to be a Broadway producer! What do I say? Finally a chance to make my dreams come true, sir! What do I say, what do I say Here's what I say to you, sir... I can't do it, I can't do it I can't do it, that's not me I'm a loser, I'm a coward I'm a chicken, don't you see? When it comes to wooing women There's a few things that I lack Beautiful girls, wearing nothing but pearls... Cashing me, embracing me I'd have an attack MAX: Why, you miserable, cowardly, wretched little caterpillar! Don't you ever want to become a butterfly? Don't you want to spread your wings and flap your way to glory? MAX: We can do it We can do it We can grab that holy grail! We can do it We can do it Drink champagne, not ginger ale Come on, Leo Can't you see-o ... LEO: Mr. Bialystock Please stop the song You've got me wrong I'll say "so long" I'm not as strong A person as you think Mr. Bialystock Just take a look I'm not a crook I'm just a shnook The bottom line Is that I stink! I...can't... Do...it! LEO: You see Rio, I see jail! MAX: We can do it! LEO: I can't do it! MAX: We can do it! LEO: I cannot, cannot, cannot 'Cause I know it's gonna fail MAX: We can do it! MAX: I know it cannot fail LEO: It's gonna fail Back to main page: Producers Lyrics
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