CHICAGO:1998

MY OWN BEST FRIEND


ROXIE                   VELMA
One thing I know  
                        One thing I know

And I've always known
                        And I've always known
I am my own
                        I am my own
Best friend             Best friend

Baby's alive
                        Baby's alive
But baby's alone     
                        But baby's alone
And baby's her own
                        And baby's her own
Best friend             Best friend


BOTH
Many's the guy
Who told me he cares
But they were scratchin' my back
'Cause I was scratchin theirs

ROXIE                    VELMA
And trusting to luck
                         And trusting to luck
That's only for fools
                         Only for fools
I play in a game 
                         I play in a game
Where I make the rules   Where I make the rules


BOTH
And rule number one
From here to the end
Is 'I am my own best friend'

Three musketeers
Who never say die
Are standing here this minute

ROXIE              VELMA
                   ME
Me
                   Myself
Myself
                   And I!
And I!


BOTH
If life is a school
I'll pass every test
If life is a game
I'll play it the best
'Cause I wont give in
And I'll never bend
And I am my own best friend!

Act II
I KNOW A GIRL VELMA Can you imagine? I mean, can you imagine? Do you believe it? I mean, do you believe it? I know a girl A girl who lands on top You could put her face Into a pail of slop And she'd come up smelling like a rose How she does it, Heaven knows. REPORTER(spoken) Hold on, everybody, she's comin out now. Well, Doctor, is she or isn't she? VELMA(spoken) She is. DOCTOR(spoken) She is! VELMA I know a girl A girl with so much luck She could get run over by a two-ton truck Then brush herself off and walk away How she does it, couldn't say. BILLY(spoken) So, Doc, would you swear to that statement in court? DOCTOR(spoken) Oh, yeah. BILLY(spoken) Good...you wanna button you fly? VELMA Whilst I on the other hand Put my face in a pail of slop And I would smell like a pail of slop I, on the other hand Get run over by a truck And I am deader than a duck I know a girl who tells so many lies Anything that's true would truly cross her eyes But what that mouse is selling The whole world buys And nobody smells a rat. ROXIE(spoken) Oh, please, ladies and gentlemen of the press- leave the two of us alone so that we can rest. VELMA(spoken) The two of us? Can you imagine? I mean, can you imagine? REPORTER(spoken) Could I have one last picture please? ROXIE(spoken) Oh, sure, anything for the press. VELMA Do you believe it? I mean, do you believe it? ROXIE My dear little baby VELMA "My dear little baby." ROXIE My sweet little baby VELMA "My sweet little..." ROXIE Look at my baby and me ME AND MY BABY ROXIE Me and my baby My baby and me We're 'bout as happy As babies can be What if I find That I'm caught in a storm? I don't care My baby's there And baby's bound to keep me warm We're sticking together And ain't we got fun So much togther They count us as one Tell old man, worry, to go climb a tree 'Cause I've got my baby My sweet little baby Look at my baby and me MARY SUNSHINE(Spoken) I don't see how you could possibly delay the trial another second, Mr. Flynn. My readers wouldn't stand for it. the poor child! to have her baby born in a jail! BILLY(Spoken) I can assure you she'll come to trial at the earliest possible moment. And you can quote me on that. AMOS(Spoken) Hey, everybody. I'm the father! I'm the father! ALL Yuk! Yuk! Yuk! Yuk! ROXIE Looka my baby My baby and me A dream of a duo Now don't you agree? Why keep it mum When there's nothing to hide? And what I feel I must reveal It's more than I can keep insie Let me assure you It won't go away I can assure you It grows everyday I was a one once But now I'm a 'we' "Cause I've got my baby My dear little baby Look at my baby and me MATRON(Spoken) I think it's sweet. First time we ever had one of our girls knocked up. BILLY(Spoken) I've got it and it's brilliant. I'm gonna get Amos to divorce you. That way all the sympathy will go to you- not him. You'll be the poor, little deserted mother-to-be and that crumb is running out on you. AMOS That's my kid! That's my kid! ROXIE AND BOYS Looka my baby My baby and me Facing the world Optimistically Nothing can stop us So nobody try 'Cause baby's rough And full of stuff And incidentally, so am I! Get out of our way, folks And give us some room Watch how we bubble And blossom and bloom Life was a prison But we got the key Me and my baby My dear little baby My cute little baby My sweet little baby My fat little baby My soft little baby My pink little baby My bald little baby Looka, my baby and me! MISTER CELLOPHANE AMOS If someone stood up in a crowd And raised his voice up way out loud And waved his arm and shook his keg You'd notice him In someone in the movie show Yelled "fire in the second row This whole place is a powder keg!" You'd notice him And even without clucking like a hen Everyone get noticed now and then, Unless, of course, that personage should be Invisible, inconsequential me! Cellophane Mister Cellophane Shoulda been my name Mister Cellophane 'Cause you can look right through me Walk right by me And never know I'm there! Cellophane Mister Cellophane Shoulda been my name Mister Cellophane 'Cause you can look right through me Walk right by me And never know I'm there! Suppose you was a little cat Residin' in a person's flat Who fed you fish and scratched your ears? You'd notice him Suppose you was woman wed And sleepin' oin a double bed Beside one man for seven years You'd notice him A human bein's made of more than air With all that bulk, you're bound to see him there Unless that human bein' next to you Is unimpressive, undistinguished You know who... Cellophane Mister Cellophane Shoulda been my name Mister Cellophane 'Cause you can look right through me Walk right by me And never know I'm there!Cellophane Mister Cellophane Shoulda been my name Mister Cellophane 'Cause you can look right through me Walk right by me And never know I'm there Never even know I'm there (Spoken) Hope I didn't take up too much of your time. WHEN VELMA TAKES THE STAND VELMA(Spoken) Billy, I been thinkin' a lot about my trial. Couldn't I just show you what I thought I might do on the stand? BILLY(Spoken) Go ahead. VELMA(Spoken) Good! Hit it! Well, then, when I got on the stand I thought I'd take a peek at the jury. Then I'd cross my legs like this, you know. QUARTETTE When Velma takes the stand VELMA(Spoken) Then, when Harrison cross examines me, I thought I'd give 'em this... and then if he yells at me I thought I'd tremble like this... "Oooh, no, please stop!" QUARTETTE When Velma takes the stand Look at little Vel See her give 'em hell Ain't she doin' gran She got eatin' out of the palm of her hand! VELMA(Spoken) Then, I thought I'd let it all be too much for me, like real dramatic. Then, I thought I'd get thirsty and say, "Please, someone, could I have a glass of water?" QUARTETTE When Velma takes the stand See that kelly girl Make that jury whirl When she turns it on She's gonna get 'em goin' 'Till she's got 'em gone VELMA then, I thought I'd cry. Buckets. Only I don't have a handkerchief- that's when I have to ask for yours! I really like that part. Don't you? Then, I get up and try to walk; oh but I'm too weak, and I slump and I slump and I slump and I slump until finally, I faint! QUARTETTE When she rolls her eyes Watch her take the prize When Velma takes the stand! RAZZLE DAZZLE BAILIFF(Spoken) Mr. Flynn, his honor is here BILLY(Spoken) Thank you. Just a moment. You ready? ROXIE(Spoken) Oh Billy, I'm scared. BILLY(Spoken) Roxie, you got nothing to worry about. It's all a circus, kid. A three ring circus. These trials- the wholeworld- all show business. But kid, you're working with a star, the biggest! (Singing) Give 'em the old razzle dazzle Razzle Dazzle 'em Give 'em an act with lots of flash in it And the reaction will be passionate Give 'em the old hocus pocus Bead and feather 'em How can they see with sequins in their eyes? What if your hinges all are rusting? What if, in fact, you're just disgusting? Razzle dazzle 'em And they;ll never catch wise! Give 'em the old BILLY AND COMPANY Razzle dazzle 'em Give 'em a show that's so splendiferous BILLY Row after row will crow vociferous BILLY AND COMPANY Give 'em the old flim flam flummox Fool and fracture 'em BILLY How can they hear the truth above the roar? BILLY AND COMPANY Throw 'em a fake and a finagle They'll never know you're just a bagel, BILLY Razzle dazzle 'em And they'll beg you for more! BILLY AND COMPANY Give 'em the old razzle dazzle Razzle Dazzle 'em Back since the days of old Methuselah Everyone loves the big bambooz-a-ler Give 'em the old three ring circus Stun and stagger 'em When you're in trouble, go into your dance Though you are stiffer than a girder They let you get away with murder Razzle dazzle 'em And you've got a romance Give 'em the old Razzle Dazzle BILLY Razzle dazzle 'em Give 'em an act that's unassailable They'll wait a year 'till you're available! BILLY AND COMPANY Give 'em the old Double whammy BILLY Daze and dizzy'em Show 'em the first rate sorcerer you are BILLY AND COMPANY Long as you keep 'em way off balance How can they spot you got no talents? BILLY Razzle dazzle 'em COMPANY Razzle dazzle 'em BILLY Razzle dazzle 'em BILLY AND COMPANY And they'll make you a star! CLASS MATRON(Spoken) The whole world's gone low-brow. Thing's ain't what they used to be. VELMA(Spoken) They sure ain't, Mama. They sure ain't it's all gone. (Singing) Whatever happened to fair dealing? And pure ethics And nice manners? Why is it everyone now os a pain in the ass? Whatever happened to class? MATRON Class. Whatever happened to, "Please, may I?" And, "Yes, thank you?" And, "How charming?" Now, every son of a bitch is a snake in the grass Whatever happened to class? VELMA AND MATRON Class! Ah, there ain't no gentlemen To open up the doors There ain't no ladies now, There's only pigs and whores And even kids'll knock ya down So's they can pass Nobody's got no class! VELMA Whatever happened to old values? MATRON And fine morals? VELMA And good breeding? MATRON Now, no one even says "oops" when they're Passing their gas Whatevcer happened to class? VELMA Class VELMA AND MATRON Ah, there ain't no gentlemen That's fit for any use And any girl'd touch your privates For a deuce MATRON And even kids'll kick your shins and give you sass VELMA And even kids'll kick your shins and give you sass VELMA AND MATRON Nobody's got no class! VELMA All you ready about today is rape and theft MATRON Jesus Christ, ain't there no decency left? VELMA AND MATRON Nobody's got no class! MATRON Everybody you watch VELMA 'S got his brains in his crotch MATRON Holy crap VELMA Holy crap MATRON What a shame VELMA What a shame VELMA AND MATRON What became of class? NOWADAYS ROXIE(Spoken) ...Gone, it's all gone. (Singing) It's good, isn't it? Grand, isn't it? Great, isn't it? Swell, isn't it? Fun, isn't it? Nowadays There's men, everywhere Jazz, everywhere Booze, everywhere Life. everywhere Joy, everywhere Nowadyas You can like the life you're livin' You can live the life you like You can even marry Harry But mess around wiht Ike And that's Good, isn't it? Grand, isn't it? Great, isn't it? Swell, isn't it? Fun, isn't it... ANNOUNCER(Spoken) Ladies and gentlemen, the Vickers Theatre, Chicago's finest finest home of famile entertainment, is proud to announce a first. The first time, anywhere, there has been an act of this nature. Not only one little lady but two! You've read about them in the papers and now here they are- a double header! Chicago's own killer dillers- those two scintillating sinners- Roxie Hart and Velma Kelly. ROXIE AND VELMA You can like the life you're livin' You can live the life you like You can even marry Harry But mess around wiht Ike And that's Good, isn't it? Grand, isn't it? Great, isn't it? Swell, isn't it? Fun, isn't it? But nothing stays In fifty years or so It's gonna change, you know But, oh, it's heaven Nowadays ANNOUNCER Okay, you babes of jazz. Let's pick up the pace. Let's shake the blues away. Let's make the parties longer. Let's make the skirts shorter and shorter. Let's make the music hotter. Let's go to hell in a fast car and KEEP IT HOT! 1
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