One Night in the Tropics Page #8

I want heaven with you

And you want

Heaven with me

We each want

Part of the same romance

I'm longing for

The things that

you long for too

We'll make the most

Impossible things come true

Two dreamers you and I

There's no sky too high

For hearts like ours

To fly to

Your way is the same

As my way

We travel along

Love's highway

Your dream is the same

As my dream

Both part of

The same romance

Everybody here gives me

a pain in the neck.

Your dream is the same

As my dream

Your future is mine

When I dream

I want heaven with you

And you want

heaven with me

We each want half

Of the same romance

I'm longing for the things

That you long for too

We'll make the most

Impossible things come true

Two dreamers you and I

There's no sky too high

For hearts like ours

To fly to

Your way is the same

As my way

We travel along

Love's highway

Your dream is the same

As my dream

Both

Part of the same

Romance

Come on, Rudolfo.

Let's get out of

this darn moonlight.

Where are you going?

To look for Steve.

Hello, hello.

Operator, operator.

Operator! What about my New York

call? Do I have to wait all night?

Hello! Hello!

Oh, hello, Dad!

Hello. What?

I can't hear you. Wait a minute.

Hello. Now.

Listen, Dad, a terrible thing

has happened. I've fallen in love.

Good. What's so terrible about that?

- Dad, you haven't heard who the girl is!

- I don't care.

If you like her, I like her. So

congratulations and all that sort of thing.

But listen, Dad.

This just isn't any girl.

This girl is the girl who's the girl

that's the girl that...

Well, what I mean is,

she's the girl...

I get it. She's a girl.

Well, stop yapping at $20 a minute.

We can't afford it.

I say, we can't afford it.

We're broke. We're busted.

There was a jewel robbery in Great Neck,

a bank holdup in Brooklyn,

some very unusual weather

in California...

and a skunk at

Mrs. Worthington's lawn party.

And they used to call me Lucky.

But that's peanuts compared to that

million-dollar wedding you're on now.

How's it coming along?

She marrying him tomorrow?

Yup. She's marrying him

tomorrow.

Wrong number.

What's the matter? Don't say

anything about the wedding.

What happened?

A spy.

Where?

In the next room.

Oh, behave. Come here.

No! No!

Come here. Come on. Come on. No!

Come here a minute!

I don't want him to see me!

Wait a minute.

I'm bashful! I'm bashful!

Wait a minute. It's you.

Don't get excited.

There you are. Oh, hello.

You going to the wedding?

Certainly, you're going to the

wedding. The same as the boss told us.

Don't mention the word "boss"! I tell

ya, I don't care about the boss anymore!

I wanna meet the boss!

I'm gonna tell him a thing or two!

I wanna meet him

face to face! I wanna...

What do you want?

I want my mama.

All right, all right.

Now what about it?

What about it?

What about what?

What about what, what?

That's what I say.

What do you say?

What about it?

What about this wedding?

Oh, wedding. Marriage.

Congratulations, Abbott.

I'm not getting married!

No? Hmm. Congratulations, boss.

Give that to him! What about the

wedding between Steve and Cynthia?

Is it gonna happen by noon today?

Why, boss, that's taking place now.

Yeah? Well, let's get outta here.

Yeah, come on!

Senor Escobar... Don't interrupt

me. I am thinking of love.

But, senor, we must know

when to start the farandole.

Oh, the farandole,

our national dance.

When I shoot the gun, the wedding is

over, and the farandole will commence.

Got the ring?

Yes, I've got it.

Oh, pretty, you look

very Mickey this...

I mean, Mickey...

Well, congratulations, boys.

I never saw a more

ghastly looking pair.

Bueno.

Shall we commence?

No, Senor Escobar.

I'm sorry to have caused you all

this trouble, but the wedding is off.

You see, I've just made

the very interesting discovery...

that both the groom and the best man

are a couple of first-class heels.

What did I tell you?

You told me.

Oh, I'm so sorry... Oh,

don't waste any sympathy,

because, you see, instead of

marrying me, heel number one...

gets a million dollars

from heel number two.

So good-bye, good luck...

and have fun.

Just a minute, baby.

Put 'em up, folks!

Put 'em up! I got a lot of

money invested in this wedding.

So get goin'!

Isn't there a man

in the room?

If you marry them, Senor Escobar,

I will kill you.

But the man has a pistol.

We must consider his point.

Yeah, me and Costello want

to go on living too.

- Who invited those dreadful people?

- I did.

I said marry 'em.

"By the power invested in me as mayor of

San Marcos, I, Don Alvarado Sepulveda... "

Aw, cut out that Chinese chatter

and go on with this wedding!

"Do you, Stephen Harper, take this

lady to be your lawful wedded wife?"

Yeah, well, it's a little sudden,

but... Should I?

- What?

- "Do you, Stephen Harper... "

I said tell 'em.!

Yeah, I guess maybe I do.

That's very nice of you.

"Do you, Cynthia Merrick,

take this man to be...

your lawful wedded husbands?"

Tired, boss?

Let's get out of here! I'm not

gonna go until I get good and ready!

I'm ready!

Come on, then!

The farandole!

Click click the heel

Tap tap the sole

Click click and tap tap

the gay farandole

Click click the heel

Tap tap the sole

Click click and tap tap

the gay farandole

Jim? I...

A little service here, please.

Yeah, but you are not the bride.

With the gun, I am.

As the mayor of San Marcos, I, Don

Alvarado Sepulveda Cienega San Vicente...

La Brea Figueroa Escobar...

This is getting a little heavy

for you. Just a moment. Try that.

Shoot, Escobar, or we will.

From the busy harbors

To the quiet hilltop

See the purple arbors

Heavy with our wine

Pick the purple treasure

Singing in the sunshine

Work becomes a pleasure

Life becomes divine

Cynthia, will you listen

to me for a minute?

No, I won't listen to you. There's no

possible way you can whitewash yourself...

or your loathsome love insurance. I

got that silly idea before I met you,

and I've regretted it every minute

because I fell madly in love with you!

What is this now, alibi insurance?

I hate insurance!

Her cheek is glowing

Her eyes are pleading

The song is growing

Her crimson petticoats fly

Her violet shawl

will flutter and fall

Faster we go Our fingers

entwine His heart is on mine

Click click the heel

Tap tap the sole

Click click and tap tap

the gay farandole

Click click the heel

I want my mama.

Tap tap the soul

Click click and tap tap

the gay farandole

From the harbors to the arbors

On the quiet hill

Stands the leafy vine

Heavy with our wine

Put that girl down!

Pick the purple treasure

For your pleasure sun will shine

Life is so divine

Ol ra

From the busy harbors

To the quiet hilltop

See the purple arbors

Heavy with our wine

Take the purple treasure

Singing in the sunshine

Work becomes a pleasure

Say, that guy's got a great voice.

Wonder who he is?

Oh, no!

Click click the heel

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