Girl Crazy Page #3

And just think, you'll be the first

to know.

Come on, Corky, let's go.

Good night, fellows.

Good night, Ginger.

See you tomorrow.

Come on, fellows, let's turn in.

Hey.

What's so funny?

The strange things you see

when you haven't got a gun.

Me. Me pay you for ride home.

Thank you very much.

The pleasure is all ours.

See you later, buddy. Home.

No, sir, it's not like that.

It's not the place.

The place is beautiful,

but it just isn't for me.

You mean, it's the kind of a school

you'd want to send your son to.

Yes, sir. That's it.

No, I'm sorry. I beg your pardon.

I didn't mean it quite like that.

That's all right, Danny, I understand.

It's kind of too bad, though.

Pardon me.

You know, your grandfather and I

were roommates here.

Hello. Yes.

It's the registrar.

He wants to know if you're gonna

start classes today.

Well...

Hello, Ed. No, he's going back.

Too much fresh air out here.

I don't want you to get

the wrong impression, sir.

I have nothing personal

against the school.

That's all right, son. I'd probably

be just as unhappy in the Stork Club.

Say, your dad's gonna be

kind of unhappy too, isn't he?

Take unhappy and multiply it by furious

and add a little belligerent...

...and I think you've just about got it.

Come in.

Gramp, there's a friend of yours outside.

The maybe-maybe girl from

never-never land, Ms. Polly Williams.

Hi, Grampo. Here I am C.o. D., F.o. B.,

and M.U.G.

Come on, honey, hang one on.

- There. That didn't hurt a bit, did it?

- Polly, I'm glad to see you.

I'm glad you said, "I'm glad to see you,"

because I'm glad you're glad to see me.

- Hi, neighbor.

- Excuse me, Danny.

- This is my grandchild. Ms. Ginger Gray.

- Yes, we've met before.

Yes. And this is my cousin

Ms. Polly Williams.

Mr. Daniel Churchill, Jr.

Hi, Church. How's your steeple?

Say, you know, junior, you're cute.

- Well, I...

- That's all right, junior.

I know just how you feel.

Here's some mail for you, Mr. Churchill.

Channel number five.

There's something loose in here.

Well, I think I'd better get going

so I don't miss my train.

Danny, Ginger's having a big birthday

party tonight. You better stay over.

I'd like to very much,

but I've already wired my father.

You're missing some mighty fine

singing.

Yes, sir.

Ginger's got plenty of snap.

I'm sure Mr. Churchill would find it

rather dull.

Would you like me to drive you

to the junction?

I don't...

It will be a pleasure.

I don't want you to miss that train.

- Thank you very much.

- Don't mention it.

It's very nice of you...

So long, junior.

See you in the pool room.

Just ask for Polly.

So long, Polly. Watch your crackers.

Nice day, isn't it?

Nice day yesterday.

What do you think the chances are

for tomorrow?

Say, you by any chance aren't related

to Harpo Marx, are you?

There's something I have to tell you.

And if I don't tell you,

I'm gonna hate myself.

I'll bet you'd be the only one.

You are the most precocious,

overconfident, spoiled young man...

...I've ever had the misfortune to meet.

- I think you're cute too.

- As an added attraction, you're a quitter.

Why, you've been eating ice cream

with a silver spoon...

...in a nice fat college for a long time

that when you get out here...

...with plain people, you run for cover.

Wait a minute. Now it's my turn.

Did anyone tell you

that you've got a face...

...like a two-week vacation with pay?

Did anyone ever tell you...

...you've got a nose cute enough

to write a song about?

Did anyone tell you when a girl like you

starts talking about a fellow like me...

...it means only one thing, that

you're falling madly in love with him?

Did anyone ever tell you

that a fellow in my state of mind...

...is apt to kiss a girl

in your state of mind?

- I dare you.

- You what?

- I double-dare you.

- Double?

- You did it.

- I did?

Why, it's funny.

I didn't even notice it.

Have some pity on an Easterner

Show a little sympathy

No one possibly could be sterner

Than you have been with me

Now, there's a job that I'm applying for

Let me put it to you thus

It's a partnership I'm dying for

Mr. And Mrs. Us

Now, before you file it on the shelf

Let me tell you of myself

Oh, I'm the chappie to make you happy

I'll tie your shoesies

And chase your bluesies

Oh, lady, would you?

Oh, lady, could you use me?

Now, I'd shake the mat out

And put the cat out

I'd clean the garret and feed the parrot

Oh, lady, would you?

Oh, tell me. Could you use me?

Oh, do you realize what a good man

You're getting in me

I'm no Elk or Mason or Woodman

Who gets home at 3

The girls who see me

Grow soft and dreamy

But I'm a gander who won't philander

Oh, could you use me?

Because I certainly could use you

There's a chap I know in Mexico

Who's as strong as he can be

Eating nails and drinking Texaco

He is the type for me

There is one in California

More romantic far than you

When he sings "Ha-cha-cha-chornia"

I often think he'll do

But as for you, sir

I'm afraid you will never make

The grade

For you're no cowboy

You're soft and how, boy

I feel no muscle that's fit for tussle

I must refuse you

I cannot use you, excuse me

No night life for you

The birds would bore you

The cows won't know you

A horse would throw you

You silly man, you

To ask me, can you use me?

Though at love you may be a wizard

I'm wanting to know

Could you warm me up in a blizzard

Say, 40 below

Your ties are freakish

Your knees are weakish

You're not a spender, you elbow-bender

Though you can use me

I most certainly can't use you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday to you

Happy birthday, dear Ginger

Happy birthday to you

A happy birthday to you

A happy birthday to you

A happy birthday, Miss Ginger

Happy birthday to you

oh, thank you.

- Make a wish.

- Come on, Ginger, make a wish.

All right.

- One.

- Two, three.

Come on. Come this way.

Here it is.

Here it is.

For you, Miss Ginger.

"To Ginger, from all her fellows. "

- And that includes me.

- Go on, pull it.

- What, this?

- Sure. See what's in it.

All right.

Oh, it's beautiful.

Go on. Play something, Ginger.

And it plays.

Dozens of boys would storm up

I had to lock my door

Somehow I wouldn't warm up

To one before

What was it that controlled me?

What kept my love-life lean?

My intuition told me

You'd come on the scene

If you'll listen to the rhythm

Of my heartbeat

You will get

Just what I mean

Embrace me

My sweet embraceable you

Embrace me

You irreplaceable you

Just one look at you

My heart grew tipsy in me

You and you alone

Bring out the gypsy in me

I love all the many charms

About you

Above all

I want my arms about you

Don't be a naughty papa

Come to baby

Come to baby, do

My sweet

Embraceable

- You

- Embrace me

My sweet embraceable you

Embrace me

You irreplaceable you

In your arms

I find love so delectable, dear

Doo-doo-doo

I'm afraid

It isn't quite respectable, dear

But hang it

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