[Jeanette]
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[Speaks as she writes ]
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There is nothing doing at night!
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[Stops writing ]
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That's silly! What can I write?
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[Writes again]
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How I wish that you could be here!
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[Stops writing]
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That's stupid! Can't think!
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Oh, dear!
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I wish someone could help me!
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Writing always makes me nervous!
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[Maurice]
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If Mademoiselle forgives me-
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I am at her service!
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[Jeanette]
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Oh!
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[Maurice]
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Oh-I'm sorry! Allow me!
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[Jeanette]
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It's such a stupid letter!
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[Maurice]
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I'll be indebted if you let me help you
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[Jeanette]
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Oh, no! I'd be the debtor!
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What can I write?
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It's so hard for me.
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Night after night
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Is dull as can be.
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L'm writing to a girlfriend,
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My little Marie!
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[Maurice]
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Let me see! Let me see!
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Why don't you write this
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As I dictate it.
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[She writes as he dictates]
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I have met the one man, my dear!
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[Jeanette]
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Who is it?
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[Maurice]
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[continuing to dictate ]
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On a visit here!
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I am so excited tonight!
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[Jeanette]
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Excited?
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[Maurice]
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And delighted! Dear!
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He is so distinguished and sweet,
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Very debonair yet discreet!
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He's the height of fashion!
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[Jeanette]
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[continuing to write]
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My passion's at fever heat!
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[Maurice]
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He's so modest all of the while,
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[Jeanette]
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Oh, very!
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[Maurice]
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With a merry smile.
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He is made of iron. He's tall.
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[Jeanette]
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Gigantic!
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[Maurice]
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With romantic style!
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He's a Julius Caesar in mind
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With Apollo's beauty combined.
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So, my little friend, you see
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He's the very man for me!
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[Jeanette]
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I'll sign my name!
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[Maurice]
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It' s easy to see
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This little note
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Is sweet as can be.
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It's sure to please your
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Girlfriend, your
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Little Marie!
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Now read it for me,
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Read it for me!
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[Jeanette]
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[reading]
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I have met a foolish young man
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[Maurice]
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Who is it?
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[Jeanette]
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On a visit here!
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I'll get rid of him if I can.
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[Maurice]
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I'm choking.
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[Jeanette]
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I'm not joking, dear.
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He is undistinguished and plain!
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Very unattractive yet vain!
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And he needs a shaking!
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[Maurice]
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I'm taking
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The first fast train!
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[Jeanette]
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All he does is grin like a mule!
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[Maurice]
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I'm frowning.
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[Jeanette]
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He's a clowning fool!
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He could never learn how to love!
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[Maurice]
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I'll grow to-
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[Jeanette]
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He should go to school!
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He's a simple Simon in mind.
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To describe his looks is unkind.
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So, my little friend, you see
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He is not the man for me.
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The Man For Me (The Letter Song)
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| Ray Charles |
