Wild Party lyrics
Wild Party(we see Queenie lying in bed.
Though the domestic «drama» which unfolds
Is informed by real emotions- it is
Performed stylistically, as if it were a vaudeville skit)
Queenie is so»(yawn)»ah well.
She»s awful awful tired.
She needs her cup of java
So Queenie can get wired.
Queenie is so stretches oh my
Can»t lift a singly toe.
Her blood»s as thick as lava
Mama needs her cuppa joe.
A woman who sleeps till half past two
Then wakes up tired
Whadddya do with a woman who sleeps
Like the stone-deaf dead---
Needs a kick in the ass
Or a smack in the head---
Burrsie! Pour me a cup of coffee.
The hell I will you lazy slut!
You think you»re the Prince of Whales» Or what»
(Queenie ignores Burrs)
Well»! Queenie! QUEENIE.
(as music blares, Burrs grabs
Queenie and pulls her into her bed,
Kissing her. A struggle ensues. Queenie
Breaks free, he goes chasing after her
with a shoe, she grabs a knife.
All motion abruptly stops- the vaudeville
Of their marriage has turned into something
You touch me- I»ll kill you, you filthy bastard.
Don't I know what baby needs?
Oh, I know what baby needs.
Don't I know what»s best for you?
Sure I know what»s best for you.
Don»t I know how baby thinks?
Don»t I understand»
Don»t I know you better
Than the palm of your own hand
Don»t I know you»re gonna love
What Daddy has got planned?
Whanna know what I got planned?
Howzzabout a wild party
Put out the news we got a hot party
Put out the word and go an order the ice.
We sure could use a little fun, Lover.
When was the last time I wore my «new» backless
When was the last time you smiled»
When was the last time we have a real party?
Wet and wicked, fast-time fun
What do you mean by fun?
You»re the clown. you figure it out.
I think we»re due for a wild party
The time is right to toss a huge she-bang
Say me and you we throw a wild party
We»ll round up all the old gang.
And maybe some new blood»ll
Turn up to play ball.
We could always use new skin
I could always use someone fresh
And tan and thin-
We»re outta Gin-
Go fix your face we gotta get ready.
Pick out the music you wanna hear.
Let»s give this place a little life, Lover
When was the last time I danced the Black Bottom?
You»re not gettin» any younger, my child.
When was the last time we had a real party?
But one that will never be as wild?
Last Update: January, 10th 2014