For Susan lyrics

[J.J., spoken]
Susie, get the box
Look at this stuff, Sidney

(singing)

Sheet music signed by Berlin and by Kern
For Susan
Bogie sends buckets of love from Lucerne
For Susan
Here’s a lucky star signed by FDR
Groucho’s three dollar bill
Paw prints from Lassie and stills from DeMille
For Susan

‘Round and around in a dress like Snow White
Goes Susan
Waltzing with me on an opening night
Is Susan
I have watched her bloom in this very room
All her nights, all her days
Every report card, a column of A’s
For Susan

Floating like some little Angel
Bringing c*cktails on her tray
She’d appear than float... away
“Happy sixteen” from the chief of police
For Susan
Scrawled on a napkin, the work of Matisse
For Susan
This one’s Fred Astaire, “for my lady fair
And my best little chum”
Here in our haven, the whole world has come
To Susan

[SIDNEY, spoken]
I was... just on my way to your office with some items

[J.J., spoken]
Aah, give ‘em here
I’ll phone ‘em in

[SIDNEY, spoken]
Laurence Olivier
Oak Room at the Plaza
Won’t go to Las Angeles
“LA is always three hours behind the time”

[J.J., spoken]
In

[SIDNEY, spoken]
A piano player down in Philly
Item reads “the Richter scale has been sent
In Philadelphia, off the charts
Thanks to an earthquake maker
Named Dallas Cochran”
[J.J., spoken]
In
See ya’ later, Sidney

[SUSAN, spoken]
Goodnight J.J

[J.J., spoken]
No-n-no, don’t go
Keep me company
Dance with me

(singing)

Ever so sweetly the orchestra plays
For Susan
Everyone present has nothing but praise
For Susan
Make your wish of me; I will grant you three
While I ask only one
Just let me do as I always have done
For Susan

(spoken)

Hello, young lady
[SUSAN, spoken]
Hello Mr. Hunsucker

[J.J., spoken]
What wish can I grant?

[SUSAN, spoken]
Oh, Mr. Hunsucker
To be in your call only

[J.J., spoken]
You will be!
You will be!

(singing)

May you ever be in this waltz with me
Making wishes come true

[SUSAN, spoken]
J.J.!

[J.J., spoken]
What is it?

[SUSAN, spoken]
I’m not a little girl anymore!

[J.J., spoken]
Everybody wants me except you!

[SUSAN, spoken]
Goodnight, J.J

[J.J., spoken]
Good luck on your audition

(singing)

There’s someone
I know it
I see it in her eyes
There’s someone
Someone has changed her
Someone all wrong for Susan
There’s someone, some schoolboy
Some pup with a degree
Some actor
Some budding Brando
Mumbling his lines for Susan

Go to your audition
Live your little life
Make a little misstep
And end up the wife of some...
Nothing of a no one, some...
Actor in a play going nowhere
No one! No one! Nowhere!
Keep your little secrets
Close your little door
Have your little boyfriend
Some clown of the chorus
Some chauffeur of a limo
Some gopher at the paper
There’s someone!
I smell it!

But Sidney
He’d tell me
Sidney would tell me
If someone was angling for Susan
For Susan

(spoken)

Madge, warm up the typewriter
I’ve got a fist full of items