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He's A Man 1
Sooner Or Later 3
Hanky Panky 5
I'm Going Bananas 1
Cry Baby
Something To Reme...3
Back In Business 1
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What Can You Lose
Now I'm Following...1
Now I'm Following...3
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HE'S A MAN
Madonna Ciccone a Patrick Leonard

All work and no play
Makes Dick a dull dull boy, career gets in the way
Square jaw, oooh, such a handsome face
Why do you have to save the human race?

Life of crime, no it never pays
Clean up the streets and make your secret get-away
All alone, in your room with your radio
No one to hold you, had to let her go

You're a man with a gun in your hand
Waging a war between good and evil can be a bore
If you don't take time, it's not nice
So here's my advice
Take your love on the run
Oh God, let me be the one
Ah, ah, ah, man with a gun

All boss and no brains
Bullies and thugs, they take up all your time in vain
Can't let go, someone cries and you hear the call
Who's gonna catch you, don't good guys ever fall?

You're a man with a gun in your hand
Waging a war between good and evil can be a bore
If you don't take time, it's not nice
So here's my advice
Take your love on the run
Oh God, let me be the one
Ah, ah, ah, man with a gun

All alone, in your room with your radio
No one to hold you, I would never let you go

You're a man with a gun in your hand
Waging a war between good and evil can be a bore
If you don't take time, it's not nice
So here's my advice
Take your love on the run
Oh God, let me be the one
'Cause I can show you some fun
And I don't mean with a gun, no

(You are a man) With a gun in your hand
Waging a war between good and evil can be a bore
If you don't take time, it's not nice
So here's my advice
Take your love on the run
Oh God, let me be the one
Ah, ah, ah, man with a gun

Take it out of your hand
Waging a war between good and evil can be a bore
If you don't make time, it's not nice
So here's my advice
Take your love on the run
Oh God, let me be the one
'Cause I can show you some fun

SOONER OR LATER
Stephen Sondheim

Sooner or later you're gonna be mine
Sooner or later you're gonna be fine
Baby, it's time that you face it
I always get my man

Sooner or later you're gonna decide
Sooner or later there's nowhere to hide
Baby, it's time, so why waste it in chatter?
Let's settle the matter
Baby, you're mine on a platter
I always get my man

But if you insist, babe, the challenge delights
me
The more you resist, babe, the more it excites me
And no one I've kissed, babe, ever fights me
again
If you're on my list, it's just a question of
when
When I get a yen, then baby, Amen
I'm counting to ten, and then...

I'm gonna love you like nothing you've known
I'm gonna love you, and you all alone
Sooner is better than later but lover
I'll hover, I'll plan

This time I'm not only getting, I'm holding my
man

HANKY PANKY
Madonna Ciccone a Patrick Leonard

Come over here!

Some girls, they like candy
And others, they like to grind
I'll settle for the back of your hand
Somewhere on my behind
Treat me like I'm a bad girl
Even when I'm being good to you
I don't want you to thank me
You can just spank me, mmm

Some guys like to sweet talk
And others, they like to tease
Tie my hands behind my back and
Ooo, I'm in ecstasy
Don't slobber me with kisses
I can get that from my sisters
Before I get too cranky, you better

Like hanky panky (hanky panky)
Nothing like a good spanky (good spanky)
Don't take out your handkerchiefs
I don't wanna cry, I just wanna hanky panky
Like hanky panky (hanky panky)
Nothing like a good spanky (good spanky)
Don't take out your handkerchiefs
I don't wanna cry, I just wanna hanky panky guy
Ooh

Please don't call a doctor
'Cause there's nothing wrong with me
I just like things a little rough
And you better not disagree
'Cause I don't like a big softie (no)
I like someone mean and bossy
Let me speak to you frankly, you better

Like hanky panky (hanky panky)
Nothing like a good spanky (good spanky)
Don't take out your handkerchiefs
I don't wanna cry, I just wanna hanky panky
Like hanky panky (hanky panky)
Nothing like a good spanky (good spanky)
Don't take out your handkerchiefs
I don't wanna cry, I just wanna hanky panky guy
Oooo, yeah

What about?
Yeah
That's an interesting... Ooh
My bottom hurts just thinking about it

(She wants you to) Treat me like I'm a bad girl
(She needs you to) Even when I'm being good to you
I don't want you to thank me (Don't thank her)
You better

Like hanky panky (hanky panky)
Nothing like a good spanky (good spanky)
Don't take out your handkerchiefs
I don't wanna cry, I just wanna hanky panky
Like hanky panky (hanky panky)
Nothing like a good spanky (good spanky)
Don't take out your handkerchiefs
I don't wanna cry, I just wanna hanky panky guy

(Hanky panky) Oooh, yeah
(Good spanky) Get the picture?
(Don't wanna cry, I just wanna)

That's the way I came into this world
The doctor said, lady, she's a beautiful
girl
He gave me a spanky and the doctor smiled
So give it up, honey, 'cause I want it
Yeah

(Hanky panky, good spanky)
(Don't wanna cry, I just wanna)

I'M GOING BANANAS
Michael Kernan a Andy Paley

Hola! Es el pato loco!

I'm going bananas
And I feel like my poor little mind
Is being devoured by piranhas
For I'm going bananas

I'm non compos mentes
And I feel like a tooth being drilled
A nerve being killed by a dentist
For I'm non compos mentes

Who knows?
Could be the tropic heat
Or something that I eat
That makes me gonzo
I do carry on so, for I'm going bananas
Someone book me a room in the haciendo
For all my ma?anas
For I'm going bananas

I'm going meshuga
All day long there's a man in my brain
Incessently playing "Booga wooga"
But I'm going meshuga

There's bats in my belfry
Won't you make sure this straightjacket's tight
Otherwise I might get myself free
Yes, there's bats in my belfry

Who knows?
Could be the tropic heat
Or something that I eat
That makes me gonzo
I do carry on so, for I'm going bananas
Someone book me a room in the haciendo
For all my ma?anas
For I'm going bananas
Yes, I'm going bananas
Si, I'm going bananas

CRY BABY
Madonna Ciccone a Patrick Leonard

My guy is really something, he's sensitive and
shy
My guy is such a bumpkin
It doesn't take much to make him cry
If you hurt someone helpless
It's like taking away all his toys
He's such a cry baby boy

My guy is sentimental, he's always feeling blue
He can be so temperamental
And I don't know what I should do
If you step on a little bug
He cries all over the floor
He's such a cry baby bore

I don't want to hurt his feelings
But his outbursts have me really
Boo-hoo-hoo-ing all the time
If I turn out like him
I think I'm gonna cry, baby
La, la, la, la, la, la
He's such a cry baby
La, la, la, la, la, la

And I'll tell you something else
My guy is such a wet noodle
He's always teary-eyed
He acts like a real cock-a-doodle
He can't even tell you why
If you just play him a sappy song
He acts like his doggie just died
He's such a cry baby guy

No kidding, oh dear
My guy is such a whiner
He's worse than baddie so
A cockroach seen in the diner
And the tears flow out of the blue
And if I ask him to knock it off
He goes and cries in the can
He's such a cry baby man

I don't want to hurt his feelings
But his outbursts have me really
Boo-hoo-hoo-ing all the time
If I turn out like him
I think I'm gonna cry, baby
La, la, la, la, la, la
He's such a cry baby
La, la, la, la, la, la

I love a cry baby
La, la, la, la, la, la
He's such a cry baby
La, la, la, la, la, la

Would you knock it off please?
Thank you

SOMETHING TO REMEMBER
Madonna Ciccone a Patrick Leonard

Seems I've played the game for much too long
I let people buy my love and I
Never got to sing my songs for you

I had all my bets laid all on you
Set your stakes too high, you're bound to lose
In the game of love you pay your dues

Say that happiness cannot be measured
And a little pain can bring you
All life's little pleasures
What a joke

I was not your woman, I was not your friend
But you gave me something to remember
No other man said, love yourself
Nobody else can
We weren't meant to be
At least not in this lifetime
But you gave me something to remember
I hear you still say, love yourself

I had all my bets laid all on you
Set your stakes too high, you're bound to lose
In the game of love I've paid my dues

Guess I'm waiting for my place in your sun
Wish I had the chance to know you
And it wasn't stormy weather
What a shame, who's to blame?

I was not your woman, I was not your friend
But you gave me something to remember
No other man said, love yourself
Nobody else can
We weren't meant to be
At least not in this lifetime
But you gave me something to remember
I hear you still say, love yourself

BACK IN BUSINESS
Madonna Ciccone a Patrick Leonard

I'm gonna show you that good guys don't always win
I'm gonna show you the brighter side of living in sin
So when you're six feet under, you won't wonder
why
Just 'cause you got a halo
Don't mean that you can fly
If you thought it was over, you're way off track
You made a blunder

And you put me back, back in business
This ain't no hit or miss, I'm gonna get my way
'Cause you put me back, back in business
You're my first witness, and I'm here to stay

I'm gonna show you good guys always finish last
Speaking of virtue
Being nice is a thing of the past
When I want something done, I'll say it with a
gun
Just 'cause you're an angel
Don't mean you're having fun
I just wanted to thank you for what you lack
Hope they don't hang you

'Cause you put me back, back in business
This ain't no hit or miss, I'm gonna get my way
'Cause you put me back, back in business
You're my first witness, and I'm here to stay

A tisket, a tasket, you've lost your yellow
basket
You don't know if you want to hit me or kiss me
I just wanted to thank you for what you lack
Hope they don't hang you

'Cause you put me back, back in business
This ain't no hit or miss, I'm gonna get my way
'Cause you put me back, back in business
You're my first witness, and I'm here to stay

He's back in business now
Give me a hand and I'll take a bow
He's back in business now
Bah dah dah, bah dah dah, bah dah dah, bah dah
dah
He's coming back in style
Give me an inch and I'll take a mile
He's back and why oh why
Bah dah dah, bah dah dah, bah dah dah, bah dah
dah

MORE
Stephen Sondheim

Once upon a time I had plenty of nothing
Which was fine with me
Because I had rhythm, music, love
The sun, the stars and the moon above
Had the clear blue sky and the deep blue sea
That was when the best things in life were free

Then time went by and now I got plenty of plenty
Which is fine with me
'Cause I still got love, I still got rhythm
But look at what I got to go with 'em

Who could ask for anything more?
I hear you query
Who would ask for anything more?
Well, let me tell you, dearie

Got my diamonds, got my yacht, got a guy I adore
I'm so happy with what I got, I want more!
Count your blessings, one, two, three
I just hate keeping score
Any number is fine with me
As long as it's more
As long as it's more!

I'm no mathematician, all I know is addition
I find counting a bore
Keep the number mounting
Your accountant does the counting

I got rhythm, music too, just as much as before
Got my guy and my sky of blue
Now, however, I own the view
More is better than nothing, true
But nothing's better than more, more, more
Nothing's better than more

One is fun, why not two?
And if you like two, you might as well have four
And if you like four, why not a few
Why not a slew, more!

If you've got a little, why not a lot?
Add and bit and it'll get to be an oodle
Every jot and tittle adds to the pot
Soon you've got the kit as well as the caboodle.
More! More!

Never say when, never stop at plenty
If it's gonna rain, let it pour
Happy with ten, happier with twenty
If you like a penny
Wouldn't you like many much more?

Or does that sound too greedy?
That's not greed, no, indeedy
That's just stocking the store
Gotta fill your cupboard
Remember Mother Hubbard

Each possession you possess
Helps your spirits to soar
That's what's soothing about excess
Never settle for something less
Something's better than nothing, yes!
But nothing's better than more, more more
Except all, all, all
Except once you have it all (have it all)
You may find all else above (else above)
That though things are bliss
There's one thing you miss, and that's
More! More!
More! More! More! More!
More! More! More!

WHAT CAN YOU LOSE
Stephen Sondheim

What can you lose?
Only the blues
Why keep concealing everything you're feeling?
Say it to her, what can you lose?
Maybe it shows
She's had clues, which she chose to ignore
Maybe though she knows
And just wants to go on as before
As a friend, nothing more
So she closes the door

Well, if she does
Those are the dues
Once the words are spoken
Something may be broken
Still, you love her
What can you lose?

But what if she goes?
At least now, you have part of her
What if she had to choose?

Leave it alone
Hold it all in
Better a bone
Don't even begin.
With so much to win
There's too much to lose

VOGUE
Madonna Ciccone a Shep Pettibone

Strike a pose
Strike a pose
Vogue, vogue, vogue
Vogue, vogue, vogue

Look around everywhere you turn is heartache
It's everywhere that you go
You try everything you can to escape
The pain of life that you know

When all else fails and you long to be
Something better than you are today
I know a place where you can get away
It's called a dance floor
And here's what it's for, so

Come on, vogue
Let your body move to the music
Hey, hey, hey
Come on, vogue
Let your body go with the flow
You know you can do it

All you need is your own imagination
So use it that's what it's for
Go inside, for your finest inspiration
Your dreams will open the door

It makes no difference if you're black or white
If you're a boy or a girl
If the music's pumping it will give you new life
You're a superstar, yes
That's what you are, you know it

Come on, vogue
Let your body groove to the music
Hey, hey, hey
Come on, vogue
Let your body go with the flow
You know you can do it

Beauty's where you find it
Not just where you bump and grind it
Soul is in the musical
That's where I feel so beautiful
Magical, life's a ball
So get up on the dance floor

Come on, vogue
Let your body groove to the music
Hey, hey, hey
Come on, vogue
Let your body go with the flow
You know you can do it

Vogue, beauty's where you find it
Vogue, beauty's where you find it

Greta Garbo, and Monroe
Deitrich and DiMaggio
Marlon Brando, Jimmy Dean
On the cover of a magazine
Grace Kelly; Harlow, Jean
Picture of a beauty queen
Gene Kelly, Fred Astaire
Ginger Rodgers, dance on air
They had style, they had grace
Rita Hayworth gave good face
Lauren, Katherine, Lana too
Bette Davis, we love you
Ladies with an attitude
Fellows that were in the mood
Don't just stand there, let's get to it
Strike a pose, there's nothing to it
Vogue

Oooh, you've got to
Let your body move to the music
Oooh, you've got to just
Let your body go with the flow
Oooh, you've got to
Vogue

NOW I'M FOLLOWING YOU PART I
Andy Paley, Jeff Lass, Ned Claflin a Jonathan Paley

Let's dance, you can do a little two-step
I'll go anywhere that you step to
'Cause I'm following you.
My feet might be falling out of rhythm
Don't know what I'm doing with them
But I know I'm following you.

Unlikely as it is to me
On the floor with two left feet
Let's boogie woogie till our hearts skip a beat
But who's counting?
Encore, once again around the dance floor
Romance is in the picture too, now I'm following you

Take it away, boys

Unlikely as it is to me
On the floor with two left feet
Let's boogie woogie till our hearts skip a beat
But who's counting?
Encore, once again around the dance floor
Romance is in the picture too, now I'm following you

NOW I'M FOLLOWING YOU PART II
Andy Paley, Jeff Lass, Ned Claflin a Jonathan Paley

Let's dance, you can do a little two-step
I'll go anywhere that you step to
'Cause I'm following you.
My feet might be falling out of rhythm
Don't know what I'm doing with them
But I know I'm following you.

Unlikely as it is to me
on the floor with two left feet
Let's boogie woogie till our hearts skip a beat
But who's counting?
Encore, once again around the dance floor
Romance is in the picture too, now I'm following you

Take it away, boys

On the run
Be the one
On the run
Yeah

(Calling Dick Tracy, calling Dick Tracy)
(Come here Tracy, this is Sam)
(What are you doing up there?)
I'll tell ya
(Calling Dick Tracy, calling Dick Tracy)
(Do you read me, Tracy?)
(To tell you the truth Tracy, I don't know)
Find out

An unexamined life is not worth living
Come over here!
Let's dance, you can do a little two-step
I'll go anywhere that you step to
'Cause I'm following you

Encore, once again around the dance floor
Romance is in the picture too
Now I'm following you
But who's counting?

(Ten million, twenty million, thirty million)
What about Dick Tracy?
(Forty million)
Dick, that's an interesting name
(Fifty million)
Dick Dick (Sixty million) Dick
Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick,
(Seventy million) Dick
Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick (Eighty million)
Dick Dick Dick
Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick Dick
(Ninety million.) Dick
My bottom hurts just thinking about it

Unlikely as it is to me
on the floor with two left feet
Let's boogie woogie till our hearts skip a beat
But who's counting?
Encore, once again around the dance floor
Romance is in the picture too, now I'm following you