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Musical: Sunset Boulevard
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JOE Max, you've pulled the stops out It looks like Gala Night aboard S.S. Titanic Will we play spot the actor? As if we're visiting a gallery of waxworks? MAX Would you rather I mix for you a dry martini Or shall I open the champage JOE Max, don't be so evasive Who's she invited to the ball? MAX Madame herself made every call NORMA Here. Happy New Year. JOE Norma, I can't take this. NORMA Oh, shut up. Open it. Read what it says. JOE "Mad about the boy". NORMA Yes; and you do look absolutely divine. JOE Well, thank you. NORMA I had these tiles put in, you know, because Rudy Valentino said to me, it takes tiles to tango. Come on. JOE No, no, not on the same floor as Valentino! NORMA Oh come on, come on, come on. Get up. Follow me. And one, two... and one, two, one two, together. And one. Don't lean back like that. JOE Norma, it's that thing. It tickles. Back to main page: Sunset Boulevard Lyrics
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