Jersey Boys Page #12

Hand-me-down

They always laughed at her

When she came into town

You know what I do now?

I work for Joe Pesci.

Little Joey Fishes.

Same kid I used to smack around.

Couple of months ago were driving

through the old neighborhood.

He says, "Hey, Tommy, how do

you remember yourself back then?"

I says:

"I think I was a pretty stand-up guy."

He says, "I gotta be honest with you.

You were a total prick.

Nobody would have put up with your sh*t

except we all needed something."

Everybody remembers it the way

they need to, right?

People always ask the same question:

"Why'd you do it, Nicky?

Why'd you walk away?"

Well, let me clear that up.

It wasn't the side deal.

It wasn't the touring.

It wasn't the bad food

or rooming with Tommy.

It just came out of my mouth.

Once I said it...

...I knew it was what I wanted.

I wanted to go home.

They ask you what was the high point?

Hall of Fame?

Selling all those records?

Pulling "Sherry" out of the hat?

It was all great.

But four guys under a streetlamp...

...when it was all still ahead of us...

...first time we made that sound...

...0ur sound...

...when everything dropped away

and all there was was the music...

That was the best.

I'm not drawn to the old neighborhood...

...my life never revolved

around the old neighborhood...

...I don't give a f***

about the old neighborhood.

I'm from wherever I happen to be.

And these days, that's Nashville,

Tennessee.

Just me...

...my beautiful wife...

...and a good cigar.

Quiet and peaceful...

...in the knowledge...

...that none of this could have happened...

...with0ut me.

By the way...

...you're ever in Vegas, go to any casino,

say the name Tommy DeVito.

My hand to God...

...you'll be out of there

in about 12 seconds.

All right, I'll be honest with you.

It could have been an ego thing.

Everybody wants to be up front.

But if there's four guys...

...and you're Ringo...?

Better I should spend

some time with my kids.

Like that bunny on TV with the battery,

I just keep going and going and going.

Chasing the music.

Trying to get home.

Who loves you pretty, baby?

Who's gonna help you through the night?

Who loves you, pretty mama?

Who's always there to make it fight?

Who loves you, pretty baby'?

Who's gonna help you through the night?

Who loves you, pretty mama?

Who's always there to make it fight?

Who loves you?

- Who loves you, pretty baby?

- Who's gonna love you, love you

Who's gonna love you, Mama?

Who loves you, pretty baby'?

Sherry

Sherry baby

Sherry

Sherry baby

Sherry

'Sherry baby

Baby

Sherry baby

Sherry, can you come out tonight?

on, what a night

Late December back in '63

What a very special time for me

As I remember what a night

Hey, Joey! You owe me five bucks.

On, what a night

You know I didn't even know her name

Bu! I was never gonna be {he same

What a lady, what a

Oh

Oh, I

I got a funny feeling

When she walked in the room

Yeah, and I

As I recall it ended much too soon

You look marvelous.

On, what a night

Why'd it take so long to see the light?

Seemed so wrong

But now R seems so right

Sweet surrender, what a night

a' fen' the rush

Like a rolling bu of thunder

Spinning my head around

And taking my body under

on, what a night

on, what a night

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