W.: Ok, so what kind of outfit do you suggest?
VIRGINIA: Hmm, well we�ll have to start with the hair. A nice curly black wig might work nicely.
W.: Then what? Accessories?
VIRGINIA: A nice dress, (looks critically at his legs) floor length. And some hair clips.
W.: Is that all?
VIRGINIA: And of course some feminist buttons, and earrings.
W.: Ugh, I can�t do this.
VIRGINIA: But you�ll cause bloodshed if you go in there with troops or on your own.
W.: Right. Well, then I better go stake out the situation first.
VIRGINIA: Oh good idea, otherwise you�d cause trouble in watching for trouble.
W.: One more thing, how can I keep from being seen as we leave the city?
VIRGINIA: We�ll use the back streets. I�ll go up front.
W.: Most important: I don�t want the women laughing at me. Let�s go inside and I�ll make the final decision.
VIRGINIA: Whatever you want, either way I win.
W.: I will set out, either with a gun or with a wig.
(Exit W.)
VIRGINIA: That man! He�s following my bait perfectly. What a feeble minded fool. Now I just have to give him a drag off my cigarette, he�ll never wear women�s clothes if he�s thinking straight. He�ll slip right out of his mind and into a dress, and then I can parade him through the streets. That in itself would almost make up for the damage he�s done me. But it�s still not good enough. When his mother kills him then we�ll be even. Then he�ll know not to mess with the powers behind me.
CHORUS: Ah Virginia, will we ever dance completely free before you? Dance lightly with a smile upon our faces and the grass between our toes? Ah, what is your finest gift? Is it the oppression you bring on our enemies? No, what is fine is loved always. The justice of the people and businesses comes down upon those who hold back joy from the people due to their own bad judgment. Oh, we will be happy when we have risen above this strife, we will be happy in an ordinary life.