Hey, Bob Fosse Lyrics
Hey, Bob Fosse
The minute we walk on the stageYou can tell we have a style of distinction
A good director
Bob Fosse, you're our guy
Say wouldn't you like to know what's going on in my thigh
Your dances get right to the point
And although they've got that razzle-dazzle look
Hey Bob Fosse
Spend a little time on the book
(Each singer keeps repeating the last word of the line)
Don't you want a good plot?
Don't you care about laughs?
You forgot them in
Plot
Laughs
Big deal!
Plot
Laughs
Big deal!
Plot, laughs, big deal
(Spoken) Yeah, the lights are cool, but how about turning them on so we can see the -- Plot
All those sexy bods, but we're ready for some -- Laughs
Why don't you use an original score that has something to do with the -- Story
You got something against Italians, son?
Instead of Sweet Charity, let's revive -- Damn Yankees!
(Sung) And forget about -- big deal
The minute we walk on the stage
You start changing lights
And raising smokescreens
And spinning scenery
So clever, so refined
But everything's so wild you'll leave the actor behind!
The story gets way off the point
And you have to do a rewrite, hook, or crook!
Hey Bob Fosse!
Hey Bob Fosse!
Hey Bob Fosse!
Spend a little time on the book!
Plot, laughs, story
Plot, laughs, story
Plot, laughs, story
How's about it Bobby?
Yeah
[Thanks to Garrett for lyrics]