Lady Be Good Page #5

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You'll never know

If fire's going to burn

Till you light it

You light it

You strike a match and light it

Say, you'll never know

What it means to be blue

Till you've lost an old friend

You'll never know

Just how long is the road

Till you've reached

The

Until

You've

Reached the end

You'll never, never know

That you've got a friend

You'll never know

How good a book is

Till you read it

You really, really do, yeah

You'll never know

What a kind word can do

Till you said it

You need to say it

But if you say it

You and I could find romance

But, honey

Till you take that chance

You'll never, never, never ever

No, you'll never ever, never

Never ever, ever

Never know

If you can spare me for a moment,

I'll dance with Marilyn.

Why, certainly, Buddy.

Dixie, let's get out of here.

Well, I can't leave now.

- Why not?

- Because I came with Buddy.

I can't be rude to him.

Well, I can and it would be a pleasure.

Oh, Eddie, you're a big boy now.

I'm big enough to know

that Buddy's not to blame.

You're not being very pleasant.

I'm beginning to realize

what's really cooking.

- What do you mean?

- You're chasing after him.

Never a dull moment, I often say.

And what's more, if that's

what you want, you got it.

But count me out.

Hello, darling.

Oh, hello, Marilyn.

Hello, Eddie. Come in.

What, more flowers?

- Well, I...

- Say, I could choke you.

I've done nothing all day

but unwrap these flowers, and all for Dixie.

You know, I live here too.

You could have at least sent me

a piece of lettuce or something.

Oh, I'm sorry, Marilyn.

Gee, they look kind of lost in here,

at that.

If you'd been on your toes...

...you would have ordered a nice big

weeping willow for the middle of the room.

- I thought Dixie was gonna be here.

- She should be here any moment now.

A breakfast date at 11,

luncheon date at 12.

Oh, breakfast and luncheon, huh?

You think she could sandwich me in

around tea time? Just between crumpets?

Oh, I think so, Eddie.

She hasn't planned anything till dinner.

I hope she wasn't sore about last night.

I didn't mean to crash your party at the club

but I wanted to tell her something and...

Well, I guess I kind of lost my temper.

Is she very mad at me?

I don't think she gave it another thought.

I'm terribly relieved.

Hello, baby.

Gee, are the flowers still coming?

- Hello.

- Hello, Dixie.

I'm sorry to be late, Eddie.

Darling, any calls for me?

Yeah, phone's been jangling

like an ambulance.

- The messages are on your table.

- Oh, I'll have to phone back later.

You wanted to work, didn't you?

- I certainly do.

- Well, I'll hold everybody off.

We have to be ready early tonight.

We're going to Westchester.

I'll jump right in the tub with the lilacs.

Eddie, the flowers are beautiful.

I feel kind of silly getting so many.

Didn't you feel kind of silly

sending them?

No, I felt all right.

Here's a little garnish on the side.

More?

Oh, and another one.

Oh. It's from Buddy.

Now, isn't that sweet?

- Say, Dixie, about last night...

- Let's not talk about last night, Eddie.

No personalities between us.

I didn't mean that.

I meant that melody I was talking about.

I got a hunch if we get steamed up now

we can knock this town dead.

- Really?

- Sure. Only we gotta work more.

We gotta work harder.

We gotta work mornings,

afternoons, evenings.

Work, work, work till we get it.

Oh, you can do it, Dixie.

You write wonderful lyrics.

Why, as a team, we could be tops.

If we get to winging we could write

the words and music to that Hopkins show.

Now, how would you like that?

- Oh, it's a pretty tough assignment.

- Oh, that's no way to talk.

A couple of more hits and we'll be a cinch.

Nothing's too tough.

- I'm busy. I've got a dinner date tonight.

- Cancel it.

Doesn't a career mean anything to a gal

with talent like you got? Come on, Dixie.

Get out that old hanky.

Here. Here's the way it starts.

Oh, Eddie, I don't feel like it.

I'm not in the mood.

Oh, you can do it, kid.

Get in there and slug.

Come on, Dixie. Make with

those good old Donegan words.

Well, I'll try. Play it over again.

Attagirl, baby, turn on the heat.

My one and only

I am so lonely

I can't believe that it's really you

Somehow it's just too good to be true

You are the sweetest

You are so lovely

So sweet and lovely

Oh, sweet and lovely

Hey. "Oh, sweet and lovely. "

Oh, sweet and lovely

Can it be true

You are the one

Baby, be mine

Baby, be mine.

Oh, sweet and lovely

Baby, be mine

Baby, be good

Lady, be good

That's it. "Lady, be good. "

Oh, sweet and lovely

Lady, be good

Yeah.

Oh, sweet and lovely

Lady, be good

Oh, lady, be good to me

How's that?

I am so awfully misunderstood

So, lady, be good to me

Oh, I don't know what to say now

Oh, please have some pity

Pity, pity, pity. What rhymes with pity?

Kitty, ditty, witty, city.

City.

Oh, please have some pity

I'm all alone in this big city

Wait a minute.

I got myself all alone now.

I'm just a lonesome babe in the wood

So lady, be good to me

- Oh, honey, that's swell.

- You think so?

Lt'll be a smash.

Wait till Max hears this.

Yeah. When he hears it, he'll take out

his cigar, flip off the ashes and say:

"Well, kids, if I'm any judge,

I think we got a hit in our hands. "

I hope so.

Oh, sweet and lovely

Lady, be good

Oh, lady, be good to me

- I am so awfully...

- Misunderstood.

Misunderstood

So, lady, be good to me

Oh, please have some pity

I'm all alone in this big city

I tell you, I'm just a lonesome

Babe in the wood

So, lady, be good to me

- Well?

- Well?

Well, kids, if I'm any judge,

I think we've got a hit on our hands.

Get me an arranger.

Oh, sweet and lovely

Lady, be very good

To me

Oh, please have some pity

I'm all alone in this big city

Oh, sweet and lovely

Lady, be good

Oh, lady, be good to me

I am so awfully misunderstood

So, lady, be good to me

Oh, please have some pity

I'm all alone in this big city

I'm just a lonesome

Babe in the wood

So, lady, be good to me

Oh, sweet and lovely

Lady, be good

Oh, lady, be good to me

Oh, sweet and lovely

Lady, be good, be good

Oh, be good to me

Oh, me bambina, please-a be good

Oh, hot potato, you gotta be good

Oh, dark and handsome

Won't you be good?

Now, ladies and gentlemen...

...number one on your hit parade...

...for the 10th consecutive week,

"Lady Be Good. "

Fellow members and guests.

Obviously, this is not an official meeting

of our organization.

The food was too good.

Every once in a while

we can meet unofficially...

...without discussing songwriting

or the problems of song publishing.

I might say we are forced

to meet socially at times.

Now, don't get me wrong.

I mean that one of our members,

or perhaps two, as is the case tonight...

...have distinguished themselves so it

is impossible for us to ignore the fact...

...that a proper tribute is due to them

and should be paid.

On these occasions in the past,

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