Buck Privates Page #9

with this transfer.

That's right. You were

recommended by your colonel

along with other men

who've shown exception ability.

Thank you, sir.

Hello, Randy,

how're you feeling?

You sure put it

over, pal.

- Howdy, Randy.

- Hello, Randy Boy.

Nice going,

soldier.

Save me

a dance later.

And remind me to give you my phone number.

Thattaboy,

soldier.

Say, what kind

of beat is that?

Man, that really

spins my hat

Doesn't sound like

boogie woogie

But it's really

got a beat

Maxene, LaVerne:
Seems

to us that it's in four

Let us hear it

just once more

Come on and latch

onto that rhythm

All:
'Cause a solid boy's my meat

Some folks like to hear

eight-beat rhythm

I don't go

for that stuff no more

Anytime you really want

to send me

Bounce me, brother,

with a solid four

Come on in,

the whole place is jumpin'

Everybody's out

on the floor

If you want

to keep the rhythm pumpin'

Bounce me, brother,

with a solid four

The boogie woogie

was never like this

We've got a new beat

that no one can miss

If boogie woogie

sent you like I think it did

Four to the bar

will flip your lid

Move the tables

and roll the rug up

Shut the windows

and lock the door

While I try to dig

the little brown jug up

Bounce me, brother,

with a solid four

Da-da-da-da-

da-da-da-da-da

Clank, clank,

clank, clank

The joint is jumping

as it never did before

Clank, clank, clank

They're saying bounce me,

brother, with a solid four.

The boogie woogie

was never like this

We've got a new beat

that no one can miss

If boogie woogie sent you

like I think it did

Four to the bar

will flip your lid

Move the tables

and roll the rug up

Shut the windows

and lock the door

While I try to dig

the little brown jug up

Bounce me, brother,

with a solid four.

- Randy!

- Hello, Randy.

- I'll buy you a soda.

- I'll buy you a man's drink... a double malted.

- I thought you guys were broke.

- Broke? Does this look like we were broke?

We just about busted the blue

army at 10 to one, thanks to you.

- To me?

- Yes, Bob's told us

and everybody else

how you won the sham battle.

- Bob told you.

- Yeah.

It's really something, overcoming

the handicap of being a millionaire.

Gee, I wish I was

handicapped like that.

May I have this dance,

soldier?

What are we waiting for?

Make way, boys.

Another handicap.

- Excuse me.

- Hello, boys.

Did I clean out

the blue army?

Did you? What about us? Show him, Herbie.

Look what I won.

- Did you ever shoot dice?

- Dice, no.

Shall we

step in here?

I would be glad to accept

your most cordial invitation.

- Come along.

- Clubhouse.

- No cutting, I'm sorry.

- Who wants to cut?

- The captain wants to see you.

- Oh, not that old gag.

Look, pal, this is my last night in

camp and last dance with our girl.

Now isn't that a coincidence. Mine, too?

- You, too?

- Officers' Training School in the morning.

Oh, that's swell, Bob.

Congratulations.

And thanks for everything.

- What for?

- Never mind.

- We're going...

- Both:
to miss you a lot, Judy

Oh, no you're not.

Both:

Oh, yes we are.

- All right, you take it.

- I'm going to miss you, Judy.

I don't think so,

because it so happens

that I've been

transferred, too.

Don't tell me that they have hostesses

at the Officers' Training School.

Now isn't that

a coincidence?

- We're lucky fellas.

- Mr. Smith.

You're a lucky fellow,

Mr. Smith

Look around you

and get a good view

In the shops and stores

and down in the mines

Everybody works

for you

There are farmers

plowing in the soil

And the factories

are running full speed

Just to back you up 100%

And to follow

where you lead

Wheels are turning

and they're hard at work

The wealthy man,

little man, banker and clerk

They're punching for you

so you do your part

All the power they need

is the beat of your heart

We're 130 million strong

And we're sticking with you

right along

This is really

your lucky day

So, buddy,

what do you say?

All:
Just throw your hats to the sky

Up where the stars

and stripes fly

And keep your country

rolling it high

You're a lucky fellow,

Mr. Smith.

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