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Sweet Charity
Music: Cy Coleman
Lyrics: Dorothy Fields
Book: Neil Simon
Film: 1969
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1.My Personal Property
2.Big Spender
3.Rich Man's Frug
4.If My Friends Could See Me Now
5.There's Gotta Be Something Better Than This
6.The Rhythm Of Life
7.Sweet Charity
8.I'm A Brass Band
9.I Love To Cry At Weddings
10.Where am I going?
11.Finale



1.My Personal Property
Charity:
Today I fell New York is really
My personal property
Right down Broadway to City Hall
Every supermarket
Every five-and-ten
All of Lincoln Center and the great UN
They're all...
My personal property!
The Zoo in central Park
Is nearly my private menagerie
I've card my name on every tree
From Yonkers race
Away to bowl in Green
I own everything around
And in between
It's all...
My personal property!
The Planetarium is mine alone
The old Aquarium
I also own!
And since I do
Today I feel New York
Is really...
My personal property
I'll tell you what I'm gonna do:
Since I like you very much,
So very, very much...
I'm gonna split it with you
With you...
With you...


2.Big Spender
Charity:
Since I like you very much,
So very, very much...
I'm gonna... Oh Charlie...

Girls:
-Hey, mister, can I talk to you for a minute?
-Gotta cigarette for me, mister?
-Do you wanna dance?
-Hey, guy, I wanna tell ya something!
-Oh, you're so tall!
-Let's have some fun! Shh Shh Shh...

The minute you walked in the joint,
I could see you were a man of distinction,
A real big spender,
Good looking, so refined.
Say, wouldn't you like to know
What's going on in my mind?
So, let me get right to the point,
I don't pop my cork for ev'ry guy I see.
Hey, big spender, spend...
A little time with...me...me...me!
Do you wanna have fun?
How's about (fun) a few laughs?
I can show you a...good time...
Do you wanna have fun...fun...fun?
Do you wanna have fun...fun...fun?
How's about a few laughs
I can show you a...good time..
Do you wanna have fun...fun...fun?
How's about a few (fun) laughs (fun)
Laughs (fun) laughs (fun) laughs (fun) laughs
(Good time) fun, lauhgs (good time)
Fun, lauhgs (good time)
Fun, lauhgs (good time) ...shhh...
What do you say you are gay?
How's about a ...(laugh)
I could give you some...
Are you ready for...(fun)
Let me show you a ...(good time)
Hey, big spender...
Hey, big spender...
The minute you walked in the joint,
I could see you were a man of distinction,
A real big spender.
Good looking, so refined.
Say wouldn't you like to know
What's going on in my mind?
So, let me get right to the point,
I don't pop my cork for every guy I see.
Hey, big spender,
Hey, big spender!
Hey, big spender!
Spend...a little time with ...me!
Fun...Laughs...Good Time!
Fun...Laughs...Good Time!
Fun...Laughs...Good Time!
How about a palsy?...Yeah!


3.Rich Man's Frug
(Orchestra)
Ensemble:
- Who is that with Vittorio?
- She doesn't look familiar!
- Who could she be?
- Where is Ursula?
- Who is it?
- Who is it?
- Who is it?
- Who is it?
- Who is it?
Charity:
It's me!
Wow, this place sure is crowded with celebrities.
I'm the only person here whom I've never heard of!

Ballet:
The Aloof
The Heavyweight
The Big Finish


4.If My Friends Could See Me Now
Charity:
If they could see me now,
That little gang of mine,
I'm eating fancy chow
And drinking fancy wine.
I'd like those stumble bums to see for a fact
The kind of top drawer, first rate chums I attract.
All I can say is "Wow-ee!
Looka where I am.
Tonight I landed, pow!
Right in a pot of jam.
What a set up! Holy cow!
They'd never believe it,
If my friends could see me now!

If they could see me now,
My little dusty group,
Traipsin' 'round this million dollar chicken coop.
I'd hear those thrift shop cats say:
"Brother, get her!
Draped on a bed spread made from three kinds of fur."
All I can say is, "Wow!
Wait till the riff an' raff
See just exactly how
He sign this autograph."
What a build up! Holy cow!
They'd never believe it,
If my friends could see me now!

If they could see me now
Alone with Mister V.,
Who's waiting on me like he was a maître d'
I'd hear my buddies saying:
"Crazy, what gives?
Tonight she's living like
The other half lives!"
To think the highest brow,
Which I must say is he,
Should pick the lowest brow,
Which there's no doubt is me!
What a step up! Holy cow!
They'd never believe it,
If my friends could see me now!

They'd never believe it...
They'd never believe it,
If my friends could see me...
Hey, girls! Look, it's me, Charity!


5.There's Gotta Be Something Better Than This
All:
There's gotta be something better than this,
There's gotta be something better to do.
And when I find me something better to do,
I'm gonna get up, I'm gonna get out
I'm gonna get up, get out and do it!
There's gotta be some respectable trade,
There's gotta be something easy to learn.
And if I find me something I halfwit can learn,
I'm gonna get up, I'm gonna get out
I'm gonna get up, get out and learn it!
All these jokers, how I hate them
With their groping, grabbing, clutching, clinching,
Strangling, handling, bumbling, pinching
There's gotta be some life cleaner than this,
There's gotta be some good reason to live.
And when I find me some kind of life I can live,
I'm gonna get up, I'm gonna get out,
I'm gonna get up, get out and live it!
Right!
Nickie:
I got it! I got it!
I'm gonna be a receptionist
In one of those glass office buildings
Nine to five, I'm gonna have my own typewriter,
And water cooling and office parties...
Ooooh, and coffee breaks...wow!
Then I sit at my desk on the forty-first floor
In my copy of a copy of a copy of Dior!
I'll receive VIP tycoons
And I'll point to a chair
I'll say: honey, what you're waiting?
How would you like to put it down over there?
All:
Yeah!
There's gotta be something better than this,
There's gotta be something better to do,
And when I find me something better to do.
I'm gonna get up, I'm gonna get out
I'm gonna get up, get out and do it!
Helene:
Me too...Me too!
I'm gonna get a year to go right to the top
I'm gonna be a hat chat girl
At one of the East Side, high class restaurants
You know, a tray of cigarettes,
Costing 66 cents a pack and keep the change?
And all those hats coming in
Dirbies, humbirds...
Ooooh! And that cute little checked number
With that skinny brim and a feather
Take your hat, sir!
Take your coat, sir!
Take your vest, sir!
Take your pants!
Take your socks, sir!
Take your shoes, sir!
I can hold them while you dance
Take your eyes, sir!
Take your ears, sir!
Take and see if you are free
How about it after hours
I'll take you and you'll take me!
Charity:
Me too...I'm gonna get out too!
Nickie:
But, baby, what would you do?
Charity:
I don't know...Just get me out of here and I'll figure out later!
There's gotta be some life cleaner than this
There's gotta be some good reason to live
All:
And when I find me some kind of life I can live
I'm gonna get up...
I'm gonna get out...
I'm gonna get up, get out and live it!
La la la la la la ...
How wow how wow
And when I find me some kind of life I can live
I'm gonna get up...
I'm gonna get up...
I'm gonna get up, get out...
And live it!
Live it!


6.The Rhythm Of Life
Ensemble:
Daddy started out in San Francisco,
Tootin' on his trumpet loud and mean,
Suddenly a voice said, "Go forth Daddy,
Spread the picture on a wider screen."
And the voice said, "Brother, there's a million pigeons
Ready to be hooked on new religions.
Hit the road, Daddy, leave your common-law wife.
Spread the religion of The Rhythm Of Life."
And The Rhythm Of Life is a powerful beat,
Puts a tingle in your fingers and a tingle in your feet,
Rhythm in your bedroom,
Rhythm in the street,
Yes, The Rhythm Of Life is a powerful beat,
To feel The Rhythm Of Life,
To feel the powerful beat,
To feel the tingle in your fingers,
To feel the tingle in your feet,
Daddy, spread the gospel in Milwaukee,
Took his walkie talkie to Rocky Ridge,
Blew his way to Canton, then to Scranton,
Till he landed under the Manhattan Bridge.
Daddy was the new sensation, got himself a congregation,
Built up quite an operation down below.
With the pie-eyed piper blowing, while the muscatel was flowing,
All the cats were go, go, go-ing down below.
Daddy was the new sensation, got himself a congregation,
Built up quite an operation down below.
With the pie-eyed piper blowing, while the muscatel was flowing,
All the cats were go, go, go-ing down below.
Flip your wings and fly to Daddy,
Flip your wings and fly to Daddy,
Flip your wings and fly to Daddy,
Fly, fly, fly to Daddy,
Take a dive and swim to Daddy,
Take a dive and swim to Daddy,
Take a dive and swim to Daddy,
Swim, swim, swim to Daddy
Hit the floor and crawl to Daddy,
Hit the floor and crawl to Daddy,
Hit the floor and crawl to Daddy,
Crawl, crawl, crawl to Daddy!
Flip your wings and fly,
Flip your wings and fly,
Flip your wings and fly,
Flip, fly, flip, fly, flip,
Fly, flip, fly, flip, fly...
Take a dive, swim,
Take a dive, swim,
Swim, swim, swim, swim, swim...
Hit the floor and crawl to Daddy,
Hit the floor and crawl to Daddy,
Hit the floor and crawl to Daddy,
Hit the floor and crawl to Daddy.
Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
Crawl, crawl, crawl to Daddy!
Crawl, crawl, crawl to Daddy!
And The Rhythm Of Life is a powerful beat,
Puts a tingle in your fingers and a tingle in your feet,
Rhythm in your bedroom,
Rhythm in the street,
Yes, The Rhythm Of Life is a powerful beat,
To feel The Rhythm Of Life,
To feel the powerful beat,
To feel the tingle in your fingers,
To feel the tingle in your feet,
To feel The Rhythm Of Life,
To feel the powerful beat,
To feel the tingle in your fingers,
To feel the tingle in your feet,
To feel The Rhythm Of Life,
To feel the powerful beat,
To feel the tingle in your fingers,
To feel the tingle in your feet,
Flip your wings and fly to Daddy,
Take a dive and swim to Daddy,
Hit the floor and crawl to Daddy,
Daddy we got The Rhythm Of Life,
Of life, of life, of life.
Yeah! Yeah! Yeah!


7.Sweet Charity
Oscar:
Here was a man
With no dream and no plan,
And one lonely night I found
Sweet Charity.
You made life fun for me,
Oh, what it's done for me,
Having you around,
Sweet Charity.
Warm words
I've never said lately
Pop off the top of my head,
It's incredible.
Suddenly I'm the guy
I never dared to be,
Watch me touch the sky
Quite easily.
So, if you are free,
Sweet Charity,
Please belong to me ...(Please belong to me)
Sweet Charity...(Sweet Charity)
Please belong to me ...(Please belong to me)
Sweet Charity...
weet Charity...(Sweet Charity)
Sweet Charity...(So, if you are free)
Please belong to me ...(So, if you are free)
(Sweet Charity belong to me)


8.I'm A Brass Band
Charity:
Someone loves me!
Someone loves me!
Someone loves me!
Somebody loves me,
My heart is beating so fast.
All kinds of music is pouring out of me,
Somebody loves me at last!
Now...
I'm a brass band,
I'm a harpsichord;
I'm a clarinet!
I'm the Philadelphia Orchestra,
I'm the Modern Jazz Quartet!
I'm the band from Macy's Big Parade.
A wild Count Basie blast!
I'm the bells from Saint Peter's in Rome
I'm tissue paper on a comb...
And all kinds of music
Is pouring out of me 'cause...
Somebody loves me...at last!
Chorus:
She's a brass band,
She's a harpsichord,
She's a clarinet!
She's the Philadelphia Orchestra,
She's the Modern Jazz Quartet!

She's a brass band,
She's a harpsichord,
She's a clarinet!
Charity:
That's me!

Chorus:
She's the Philadelphia Orchestra,
She's the Modern Jazz Quartet!
She's the band from Macy's Big Parade
A wild Count Basie blast!
She's the bells from Saint Peter's in Rome
She's tissue paper on a comb...
Charity:
Somebody loves me...at last!

"Charity is In love!"


9.I Love To Cry At Weddings
Herman:
Tomorrow when you say "I do" I'll die,
I'm almost too ashamed to tell you why...
I love to cry at weddings,
How I love to cry at weddings
I walk into a chapel and get happily hysterical,
The ushers and attendants,
The family dependants,
I see them and I start to sniff,
Have you an extra handkerchief?
And all through the service
While the bride and groom look nervous
Tears of joy are streaming down my face.
I love to cry at weddings, anybody's wedding
Any time! Anywhere! Anyplace!
Girl:
I always weep at wedding
I must sob and weep at weddings
Oh, all is sweet and sloppy
And all "promise me" and all that jazz
Girls:
The man you rest your head with
The man you share your bed with
Is married too
And so, you know, will jump up
And dress and blow
I could marry Herman
And be permanently sorry
All:
We would make a really lousy pair
Nickie:
But, Gee, I want a wedding, any kind of wedding
All:
Any time, anywhere, any place!
And all through the service
While the bride and groom look nervous
Tears of joy are streaming down my face.
I love to cry at weddings, anybody's wedding
Any time! Anywhere! Anyplace!
I love to cry at weddings
How I love to cry at weddings
I walk into a chapel and get happily hysterical
The ushers and attendants
The family dependants
I see them and I start to sniff
Have you an extra handkerchief?
And all through the service
While the bride and groom are nervous
Ha Ha Ha!
I drink champagne and sing "Sweet Adeline"!
Ha Ha Ha Huh!
I love to cry at weddings
Anybody's wedding
Just as long as it's not mine!
I love to cry at weddings
Anybody's wedding
Any time, anywhere, anyplace!
I love to cry at weddings
How I love to cry at weddings
I walk into a chapel and get happily hysterical
The ushers and attendants
The family dependants
I see them and I start to sniff
Have you an extra handkerchief?
And all through the service
While the bride and groom are nervous
Tears of joy are streaming down my face.
I love to cry at weddings, anybody's wedding
Any time! (Any time!)
Anywhere! (Anywhere!)
Anyplace! (Anyplace!)


10.Where am I going?
Charity:
Where am I going?
And what will I find?
What's in this grab-bag that I call my mind?
What am I doing alone on the shelf?
Ain't it a shame,
No one's to blame, but myself...
Which way is clear?
When you've lost your way year after year?
Do I keep falling in love
For just the kick of it?
Staggering through the thin and thick of it,
Hating each old and tired trick of it.
Know what I am,
I'm good and sick of it!
Where am I going?
Why do I care?
Run to the Bronx, or Washington Square,
No matter where I run I meet myself there,
Looking inside me, what do I see?
Anger and hope and doubt,
What am I all about?
And where am I going?
You tell me!
Where am I going?
Why do I care?
Run to the Bronx, or Washington Square,
No matter where I run I meet myself there,
Looking inside me, what do I see?
Anger and hope and doubt
What am I all about?
And where am I going?
You tell me!


11.Finale
Looking inside me, what do I see?
Anger and hope and doubt
What am I all about?
And where am I going?
Tell me!

And she lived hopefully ever...
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