Hairspray Page #9
# Tracy, I'll be yours forever #
# Without love #
# Tracy, never set me free #
# No, I ain't lyin' #
# Never set me free #
# Tracy, no, no, no #
# Livin' in the ghetto,
black is everywhere ya go #
# Who'd've thought I'd love a girl #
# Whose skin was white
as winter snow? #
# Life was just a hostess snack #
# But now I've tasted chocolate #
# 'Cause without love #
# Life is like a beat
that you can't follow #
# Without love #
# Life is Doris Day at the Apollo #
# Darling, I'll be yours forever #
# Without love #
# So, darling, never set me free, no #
# I'm yours forever,
never set me free #
# No, no, no #
# If I'm left without my baby doll #
# I don't know what I'll do #
# Link, I've got to break out #
# So that I can get my hands on you #
# Girl, if I can't touch you,
# Seaweed, you're
# I've found my blue-eyed soul #
# Trace, I wanna kiss ya! #
# Let me out at the next toll! #
# Without love #
# Life is like a prom that won't invite us #
# Without love #
# It's like getting my big break
and laryngitis #
# Without love #
# Life's a 45 when you can't buy it #
# Without love #
# Life is like my mother on a diet #
# Like a week that's only Mondays #
# Only ice cream, never sundaes #
# Like a circle with no center #
# Like a door marked "do not enter" #
# Darling, I'll be yours forever #
# Without love #
# Yes, now you've captured me #
# Without love #
# Without love #
# Oh, Seaweed, never set me free #
# No, no, no #
# I ain't lyin' #
# Never set me free #
# No, no, no #
# No, I don't wanna live without #
# Love, love, love #
# Darling, you had best believe me #
# Never leave me without love #
Link.
Your pork is ready.
Uh, Mama, I-
You tryin' to hide her here?
Uh.
Why you ain't think-a that before?
Everything she done for us.
Where your manners at, boy?
Ow! Well, I don't know.
And what about this one?
Seaweed's got a girlfriend.
Inez, shut up.
- You.
- Oh.
So this is love.
Well, love is a gift.
Lotta people don't remember that.
So you two better brace yourselves...
for a whole lotta ugly comin' at you...
from a never-ending parade of stupid.
So you met my mom?
Hello?
- Mom?
- Tracy, are you OK?
- Yes, I'm safe.
- Oh, my God.
- Mom, listen.
- Where are you?
- I need your help.
- What?
Tomorrow's the Miss
Teenage Hairspray pageant.
Tracy, you-
I need you to come down to the station.
Well-well, Tracy-
- Dress nice.
- What?
Penny will meet you out front.
Now let me talk to Dad.
Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.
Turn your face this way.
The other way. Go.
Everybody,
please take your seats.
The Miss Teenage Hairspray
pageant is about to begin.
Oh, you've come on a very exciting day.
It's our first live show.
Oh! Bye Bye, Birdie.
Oh, my Amber is perfect for that.
She's the pretty little blonde. Ha ha!
And we're live in 5, 4, 3...
And now, broadcast live
in front of a live studio audience...
for the first time from the certified...
up-to-code WYZT studio...
it's the Corny Collins Miss Hairspray
spectacular.
- He's Corny.
- He's Corny.
Brought to you by Ultra Clutch hairspray.
# What gives a girl power and punch #
# Is it charm, is it poise #
# No, it's hairspray #
# What gets a gal asked out to lunch #
# Is it brains, is it dough
No, it's hairspray #
# If you take a ride with
no can at your side... #
"and preserve our family
through our father. " Hmm.
"Let us make our father drink
wine, and let us lie with him. "
# You can take off in a rocket #
hair will be in place... #
Link, the agents are here. Look.
# Why take a chance when
you get up and dance? #
# If you twist, I insist #
# You use hairspray
and tell your mother... #
Maybe they'll sign us together.
# Her head she should smother #
# With Ultra Clutch faithfully #
Well?
There's no sign of her.
We're on every door. She's not inside.
Doesn't mean she won't try.
velma, I seriously doubt
this girl's gonna risk...
incarceration to win a pageant.
# That's me! #
I risked communicable diseases.
She'll certainly risk jail.
# That's me #
# Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh,
ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh #
# Ahh, ahh, ahh, ahh #
# What makes a man
reach out and touch? #
# So if you're a redhead,
a blonde, or brunette #
Whoo!
# Just take my advice
and you might just get #
# The only thing better
than hairspray #
# That's me #
Ah!
# The only thing better
than hairspray #
- # Hairspray #
- Wow!
# That's me #
Hey, baby, you look like
# Whoo-ooo #
And we are out.
Link, you sprayed it right in my face!
What'd I tell you about that?
Stop! You guys.
Uh, powder.
And we're back.
Here?
And now for the talent
portion of our competition...
our Councilettes...
in their Miss Teenage Hairspray
official dance-off.
Uh!
First off, we have the sunny
pride of Highlandtown, Darla.
Hello, Darla.
Miss Teenage Hairspray.
Your vote is for?
This little girl could power...
all of greater downtown Baltimore...
with her energy-Lou Ann.
Who are you voting for?
Lou Ann?
very good, thank you.
All right.
Ladies and gentlemen,
And thank you, Tammy.
Confirmed sighting.
What?
You three:
Outside, now.We can't go out th-
No, no. No buts. Out, out!
Out! Out, out, out, out!
Whatever you say, Mrs. von Tussle.
Whoo!
Aw, she's too cute, isn't she?
Hold it right there, Tracy.
Looking for someone?
All right, ladies and gentlemen.
- Ha.
- A what?
It was a diversion.
not capable of a diversion.
It's beyond their mental capacity.
I wouldn't be so sure, velma.
Oh, my God.
What if she's already in the building?
What if she's been here for hours...
and you've locked yourselves out?
What?
- Check the doors!
- Let's go!
It's locked!
They're all locked!
And now a fast girl
who loves to slow dance...
our own smooth-as-silk Shelley.
Ohh!
Keep goin'. Keep goin'. That's it.
Come on.
Put your backs into it, men.
Put your backs into it this time.
Come on, one more time.
One more time.
Come on, come on, come on.
Here's our little dynamic
duo from Conkling Street.
Double your fun
with Noreen and Doreen.
What is with you people?
I mean, how hard is it
to beat down a door?
That hairspray battering ram was heavy.
Heavy?
How could they be heavy, they're...
hollow.
Move it.
Let's get 'em. Let's go.
And, of course...
our three-time
Miss Hairspray champion...
the ever-charming, Amber.
Oh, my God.
You carried her in!
Go!
Ow!
It's locked.
Open it!
Let's give
to our Miss Teenage
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