Testo Gin / Wild - Original Broadway Cast/2000 - Michael John La Chuisa, Mandy Patinkin, Various Artists & Todd Ellison
Testo della canzone Gin / Wild - Original Broadway Cast/2000 (Michael John La Chuisa, Mandy Patinkin, Various Artists & Todd Ellison), tratta dall'album The Wild Party (Original Broadway Cast Recording/2000)
Hahahahaha! Hey!
Let's get this party goin'!
No! I mean really get things goin'
I want you to unsnap those garters and those starched lapels
It is time to get wicked and wild
It is time to get low
It is time for gin.
If I go mean
If I go mad
Blame it on the gin
If I go b-b-b-b
If I go ee-ah
Blame it on the gin
Don't gimme no whisky
'Cause I need more than booze
Just pour me the real stuff
So I can taste my blues
I need my party to begin
My party to begin
My party!
If you go soft
And tell the truth
Blame it on the gin
If you hard and gotta blow
Blame it on the, paah, you know!
If you find yourself in some precarious situation
Wondering who the hell's hallucination am I in?
Don't look at me
Blame it on the
Blame it on the
Blame it on the
Don't you mess with my party
You can't take away what's mine
Don't you know it's my party?
Time for the devil to rise and shine
Don'tcha make my night sober
Don'tcha tell me I can't get high
Don'tcha lemme go dry
Don'tcha know that I gotta keep my my my my my party
Wild!
Queenie dearest, I feel I must warn you
Oh, you don't like me and I don't like you
So just cut the crap
Did you know Burrs was married
Beautiful and blonde, just like you
He beat her with the heel of his shoe
'Till her lips turn blue
Little girl, don't you understand?
The second you think you know it all
Life goes and takes a big bite outta your ass
And I've got the scars to prove it
Don'tcha queer up my party
If you do there's hell to pay
Don'tcha know it's my party?
Time for the devil in me to play
Hot-chitza-dee!
Dammit Burrs, you scared me
Missed a spot (Don'tcha mess up)
So what's the story with Kate's friend Black?
You want Black's story, ask Black (Don'tcha queer up)
I'm asking you
I don't have time for this
Don't ever think about leaving me (Don'tcha ever)
I love you. I love you
Don't ever think about not loving me (Don'tcha ever)
What's going on here? (Don'tcha ever)
Nothing for you to worry about
We just as happy as clams! (Don'tcha ever)
Jackie! (Don'tcha ever)
Burrs!
Debonair as ever!
Don't gimme no
Don't gimme no
Don't gimme no, don't gimme no
Don't gimme no root beer
'Cause I need more than foam
Don't gimme no Jell-O
I'd rather die at home
Gimme gimme gimme gin
Gimme gin gin gin
Gimme gimme gimme wild
Gimme gimme gimme
More!
Dammit Queenie, what is it gonna take for you to realize? (Gimme more!)
Hey, a coupla aspirin and a gulp of gin (Gimme more!)
And I'll be like brand new
Everybody! The Brothers are about to perform! (Gimme more!)
Where's Oscar? Oscar! (Gimme more!)
Mae, shut up!
Here's Jackie! Can Oscar be far behind? (Gimme more!)
Dammit woman!
I said shut up and stop making a fool of me! (Gimme more!)
Well, well, well. I guess we should inform our fans (Gimme more!)
That Phil D'Armano will be signing autographs outside the stage door
And Oscar outside the bathroom door (Gimme more!)
Don't start (Gimme more!)
It's a tad late for "don't start"
No, I'd say things are pretty goddamn well underway (Gimme more!)
Don'tcha love a great party?
And the night is just begun!
Don'tca know it's my party -
Son-of-a-bitch!
Everybody's watching. Be professional
You show up late and I smile
You forget your harmonies and I smile
I press, powder and perfume this act into perfection and
I smile, smile, smile -
Well, screw you!
Don'tcha step on my tailbone
Take a powder and cut me free
And there has to be a catastrophe
If you don't gimme me me me
My party!
Now!
You know, Queenie, you've never been none too smart (If I go mean)
But do you gotta be all the way there dumb? (If I go mad)
Will you get my life outta your mouth, Kate?
It's none of your goddamn business!
When is it gonna be my business?
When he smashes your face in (If I go hard)
Or throws you out a window
And they call me to identify the body? (And gotta blow)
I don't care how many lies Dolores spreads about Burrs
I know it's not true!
What lies? (If I go soft)
Come on, Daddy Eddie, let's dance
Get away from me! (And tell the truth)
Truth
You'll be out on the stage
And I'm off in the wings
And I start to think and
The thinkin' stings
'Cause I think I'm missin' a lot of things
Being the white trophy blonde of the champ
You're out in the clubs (Eddie and Mae, Eddie and Mae, Eddie and Mae)
Paradin' your meat
Spending all your advance (Eddie and Mae, Eddie and Mae, Eddie and Mae)
On snatch off the street
You seen more ass than a toilet seat
And I bet you make 'em all call you "The Champ"
But tonight it's my party
And Mae is getting good and juiced
Don'tcha know it's my party?
The devil in me's gonna fly the roost!
So what's gonna be your epitaph?
"Poor little Queenie, she luvva-luvva loved her man"
Better wake up and start
Gettin' all the way smart
If you wanna die, fine then
You do it alone
'Cause I ain't gonna help you, sister
You're on your own
Yeah, I got better things to do (yeah)
Than write your epitaph for you (yeah)
Kate is gettin' wild tonight (wild!)
Kate is gettin' wild
I gave up most of my dreams for you
I gave up half of my paycheck too
I'd give up drinking (Eddie and Mae, Eddie and Mae, Eddie and Mae)
But what good would it do?
The whole world knows you brought down the champ
So tonight it's my party
You don't wanna make me mean (So tonight it's my party)
Don'tcha know it's my party
The devil in me needs a new routine
I gave up my legs and (No more)
My place on the line
Well, I gave up the ring and the (No more) (Wild, wild, wild)
Crown and the glove
I gave it all up for what I thought was (Wild! Wild! Wild!)
Love-a-love-a-love-a
S'long as I got a free hand
Eddie and Mae, Eddie and Mae, Eddie and Mae
Wild
What a night!
What a night!
What a night indeed
Come with me
Don'tcha mess with my party
You can't take away what's mine
Don'tcha know it's my party?
Time for the devil to rise and shine!
Don'tcha make my night sober
Don'tcha tell me I can't get high -
Don'tcha lemme go dry
Don'tcha know that I gotta
Keep my party
Wild!
(Eddie and Mae) Wild!
(Eddie and Mae) Wild!
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Writer(s): Michael John La Chiusa
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