Girls:
We want Billy
Give us Billy
B. I. Double L. Y.
We’re all his
He’s our kind of a guy
And ooh what luck
‘Cause here he is…
Billy:
Is everybody here?
Is everybody ready?
Hit it!
I don’t care about expensive things
Cashmere coats, diamond rings
Don’t mean a thing
All I care about is love
That’s what I’m here for [Girls: That’s what he’s here for]
I don’t care for wearing silk cravats
Ruby studs, satin spats
Don’t mean a thing
All I care about is love [Girls: All he cares about is love]
Give me two
Eyes of blue
Softly saying, “I need you”
Let me see her standin’ there
And honest, mister, I’m a millionaire
I don’t care for any fine attire
Vanderbilt might admire
No, no, not me
All I care about is love [Girls: All he cares about is love]
Billy:
Maybe you think I’m talking about my physical love. Well,
I’m not. Not just physical love. There’s other kinds of
love. Like love of justice. Love of legal procedure. Love
of lending a hand to someone who really needs you. Love of
your fellow man. That’s the kind of love I’m talkin’ about.
And physical love ain’t so bad either.
Billy:
It may sound odd
But all I care about is love
That’s what I’m here for [Girls: That’s for he’s here for]
Honest to God
All I care about is love [Girls: All he cares about is love]
Show me long raven hair
Flowin’ down, about to three
Let me see
Her runnin’ free
Keep your money, that’s enough for me
I don’t care for drivin’ Packard cars
Or smoking long buck cigars
No, no, not me
All I care about is
Doin’ the guy in
Who’s pickin’, on you
Twistin’ the wrist
That’s turnin’ the screw
All I care about is love [Girls: All he cares about is love]
Billy:
Now look, in a few minutes there’ll be a whole bunch of
photographers and reporters and that sob sister from the
Evening Star is coming.
(a coloratura trill is heard off stage)
Billy:
I don’t figure we’ll have any trouble with her.
(another trill)
Billy:
She’ll swallow hook, line and sinker.
(and another)
Her name is Mary Sunshine
