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Musical: Sweet Charity
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Charity: Can I remember how this song and dance began? Yes, I can and damn right I can! It began, well, anyway you see there was this man Who stopped and asked me if I knew which way Was Lexington Avenue. He said I'm gonna Bloomingdale's. I said I'm gonna Bloomingdale's. So we hoofed it over the Bloomingdale's, He wanted to buy some jockey shorts... Then he said: " miss, would you like a cup of tea Or maybe some seven-up?" I left the tea picked up the tab for the jockey's shorts And the taxicab He dropped me off and I burnt Boy, let that be a lesson to ya Lower the poem girl, lower the poem But what can you do when he knocks on your door Cause they locked him out of his furnished room So...he moves in! He moves in with his jockeys shorts and a paper bag Nothing else! He needs toothpaste and a tooth brush And pajama tops He needs razor blades , a razor and a comb, Several! He needs sistering and brothering and fathering and mothering He needs a hat to hang up in my flat and call it home. In no time at all I find we're very much in love And I'm blushing like a sentimental slob. And he's kissing me and hugging me And all the time he's bugging me to Go out and try to find myself a better paying job. Comes July, it's ninety-eight degrees. He wants a coat, he wants a fur line coat (???) While I really didn't begrudge it When I figured out my budget for that coat I had to dance with something like Eleven hundred jerks Now comes February, ten degrees... I need a coat Need a coat to warm his puddle That I bought! So he gives me his old sweater , A muffler and a stretcher That I give to him, ha ha ha! The bronchial pneumonia that I caught. Then I give him pocket money, Poker money, smoking money, skating money Poling money, movie money, haircut money, Shoeshine money, Money for a bill from Louis' Bar Money for a bill from Maxi's Bar Money for a bill from Charlie's Bar But will he ask for subway money? Now he wants some subway money As he turns out The bum wants to go to Florida! Come on down Now hear this and get this Hold this and Amen This big fat heart ain't gonna be joined apart Ever, ever, ever again! Back to main page: Sweet Charity Lyrics
Broadway Sweet Charity Lyrics
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