Testo Step on Out - John Dossett feat. Douglas Sills & War Paint Original Broadway Ensemble
Testo della canzone Step on Out (John Dossett feat. Douglas Sills & War Paint Original Broadway Ensemble), tratta dall'album War Paint (Original Broadway Cast Recording)
Good night, Mr. Arden
Very funny
Good night, Mr. Arden
A joke's a joke
Workin' late, Mr. Arden
For Christ's sake!
(Sung)
This just made my day
(Spoken)
Sorry, Nancy
Ladies, it's after five, who's up for a cocktail?
(Sung)
Step on out, take Manhattan
When a tomcat goes tomcattin'
Think it ain't when I repaint the town
Step on out with a spender
Gonna pull an all-night bender
Stay up late until we close the last bartender down
Wanna mingle with the fast crowd
Quick flings, good times, no strings
Wedded bliss? What baloney
Man ain't made for matrimony
Ta-ta, toots! Tough luck, mama
I'm a louse, no doubt
But when you step on me, old lady
I step on out
I took only what belongs to me
My Cloisonné inkwell, my Tiffany paperweight
Oh, and my self-respect
Like a son, I treat you
This is how you repay me? A knife in the heart?
If you need me, try the red door
Oh, Harry, you would never
You mustn't! Harry! Harry!
Step on out, time for highballs
Takin' crap up to my eyeballs
Seize the day before the night is through
Doo-wop-doo-wop scoodle-ee-doo-lee-doo
Step on out, wave a fiver
Hail a cab and tell the driver
Up to Harlem's Cotton Club
And make it snappy, too
Doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-lee-doo
Doo-doo-lee-doo-lee-doo
Wanna linger where the wine flows
Lights blaze
Satchmo's horn plays
She's the boss, no one needs me
So I bite the hand that feeds me
Call me cad
No!
Call me callow, shallow, galavant
But when you step on me, old lady
I step on out
Doo-doo-doo-doo
Doo-doo-lee-doo
Doo-doo-lee-doo-lee-doo
You need to dry out in the sauna
Why so soon?
Come on, girlie
Too late now to get home early
Give me a restorative
Miss Arden doesn't give
Behave!
Sick of livin' where the hope dies
Hearts ache, love lies, balls break
Win me one for the Gipper
I'm too blind to find my zipper
I think it's best if you take a room at the Waldorf
My lawyer will contact you tomorrow
Slap my face
Black my blue eye
Do I give a damn?
At least I never sold you out
No, ma'am
My life belongs to me
A low-down stinking lout
The man you hoped I'd be
So sorry, he just stepped out
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Writer(s): Michael Korie, Scott Frankel
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