Pin Up Girl

You're my

Little pinup girl

You're my little pinup girl

You're my little pinup girl

Pinup girl

- Boy, what a ride.

- Never thought we'd make it.

Bye! Oh!

Hey, how many guys are in there anyway?

- Hey, where's the sarge?

- Don't worry. He's in there.

Thanks, lady.

Kinda cozy, wasn't it?

Sure was!

- Give us a lift, lady?

- Okay. Hop in.

You're my little pinup girl

Honestly, you are

How would you like some coffee

A doughnut

An apple

A candy bar

Won't ya be my pinup girl

Give a guy a break

The best that we can give you

- Is cocoa

- A cookie

A piece of angel cake

I have to have that smile

Before me

No matter where I roam

We have some nice

old-fashioned mince pie

Like your mama

used to bake back home

Do I love my pinup girl

With all my heart and soul

I'm sure I understand you

But I'm here to hand you

A hot dog on a roll

We surely understand you

But we're here to hand you

A wienie on a roll

Weenie-meenie-miney-mo

Who's the darlin' of the U.S.O.

Lorry, Lorry

Must be you

Tell us a story

Lorry, do

Okay, I'll tell you one that's true

A boy sent his baby a note

And this is exactly

what he wrote, quote

Honey, don't worry your head about

Those pinup girls you've read about

For you most certainly know

You're my little pinup girl

Honestly, you are

To me you have the grace of an angel

The face of a movie star

You're my little pinup girl

Though we are apart

When I'm in sleepy willow

You're pinned on my pillow

And also in my heart

I have to have that smile

Before me

No matter where I roam

That twinkle in your eyes

can warm me

Like a fireside at home

Do I love my pinup girl

Bet your life I do

So, baby, keep a-grinning

Remember, I'm pinning

My hopes on you

I have to have that smile

Before me

No matter where I roam

The twinkle in your eyes

Can warm me

Like a fireside

At home

Do you love your pinup girl

Bet your life we do

Do-doo-doo-doo

Well, baby, keep a-grinnin'

Remember

I'm pinning all my hopes

On you

- Miss Jones?

- Yes?

I'm a deputation from Company "B."

I got a protest to read to you.

"A proclamation from the men of Company 'B'

in protest to LorryJones.

"Whereas the men of Company 'B'-

of which I am one-

"have enjoyed

the Missoula U.S.O. canteen...

"and whereas such enjoyment was caused by

the charming presence of Miss LorryJones...

"therefore, be it resolved that Company 'B'

herewith lodges formal protest...

"and begs Miss Jones to call off

her trip to Washington, D. C...

and stick right here in town

where we need her, whereas!"

I think that's awfully sweet of you...

but I've already given my promise

to the U.S.O. in Washington...

that I'd go with

one of their road shows.

- Oh, no, Lorry!

- They're sending me to all their camps.

- I think they're gonna make me an honorary colonel.

- Really?

LorryJones,

how can you stand there-

They were even gonna send a military escort

to take me to the train tonight...

but I thought that was too much.

- That is too much- way too much.

- What's with her?

Well, if you gotta go, you gotta go.

But what about those pinup pictures

you promised us?

I have them all ready for you.

Come on over to the counter.

Say, do you know

where I can find LorryJones?

Yeah, but I ain't gonna tell you.

- Come on, Lorry. I was the first one here.

- Me too, Lorry!

How 'bout me, Lorry?

You promised me one!

It says the same on each of them-

"With Love, Lorry."

- Lorry!

- Hello. Here's the last one. That's all, fellas.

Come on, Lorry. We'd better hurry!

I'll have to say good-bye, unless a few of you

want to see Kay and me to the station.

- What do you mean, a few of us?

We'll all go! Huh, fellas?

But, Lorry, don't you remember?

I'm the guy you became engaged to last night.

George! Of course!

I'm supposed to take you

to the station alone!

- What do you mean, "alone"? Get a load of this guy!

- Where do you get that?

We're all going with you!

Wait a minute.

I know how I can settle it, fellas.

George will go with me, and you'll go with Kay,

but we'll be together.

- How's that?

- Swell!

- Stop pushin', will you?

- We at Company "B" are gonna miss ya.

This U.S.O. canteen

will never be the same.

I don't feel like taking my clothes off

with just that little curtain...

between us and the world.

Don't be silly, Kay.

What are you afraid of?

Why are you so brave?

You've never been in a Pullman before.

Oh, yes, I have, when I visited

my uncle in California.

You've never been out of Missouri

in your life.

Lorry, sometime someone's

gonna catch up with you good.

You'll never get away with making people back

home believe you've gone to Washington...

to join a U.S.O. show.

Oh, I don't know why you just didn't

tell them the honest truth.

And let them know we're only gonna work

as stenographers for civil service?

- Why should I?

- Because it's the truth.

Maybe it is right now, but something

could change it, couldn't it?

When you let people believe things

that aren't so, it's lying.

Like letting that marine who brought us

to the train think he's engaged to you.

You have about six other boys

thinking the same thing.

They wanna think it. Besides,

I like being nice to the boys in service.

Anyway, I'll probably never

even see them again.

You better not see them again...

at least not all at the same time.

Oh, Lorry, why do you

always have to tell fibs?

- I don't tell fibs.

- Quiet.!

I just make things up.

It's certainly no thrill pushing a typewriter

and eating drugstore lunches...

and being a fixture in an office.

Just the same, I'm thrilled

with being just what we are.

Imagine us in Washington

Sunday morning.

Imagine us in New York

Sunday morning.

Gee, won't it be-

Laura Jones!

I knew I shouldn't

have come with you!

- If you start planning anything funny-

- Why not?

- We don't have to report for work until Monday.

- But, Lorry!

Oh, I won't listen to you.

And besides, we promised my aunt

in Baltimore that we'd visit her Sunday...

and, well, if we don't show up-

- We can tell her our train was wrecked.

- There you go again.

Quiet.!

Pardon me.

What's all the excitement about?

Tommy Dooley, one of the navy heroes

from Guadalcanal, is arriving.

Kay, our first thrill, and we're

only off the train two minutes!

Here he comes now.!

- Hi, Tommy. Nice going, sailor.

- Hiya, big boy!

- Welcome to New York.

- Thanks-

Uh, I'm afraid I don't remember-

You don't?

- Mabel?

- Nope. Try again.

- Fifi.

- Nope.

Here.

Maybe I got a better memory.

Stand back, and let her keep trying.

I think I'm getting warmer.

Who's that girl, his fiance?

No, ma'am. That's Miss Molly McKay,

a nightclub entertainer.

She sure love heroes,

and she meets them all.

If they're all like him,

it must be a wonderful hobby.

Ah, just call me Molly, and don't you

dare let me see you lookin' lonesome.

Well, grab a wing, sailor.

We're goin' places.

- Just a minute, lady. Don't you think-

- She is thinkin'.

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