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Correct Sunset Boulevard - The Phone Call Lyrics
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Correct Sunset Boulevard - The Phone Call
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NORMA Hello, is this Gladstone 9281? Miss Schaefer?... Hello, Miss Schaefer, you must forgive me for calling so late, but I really feel it's my duty. It's about Mr. Gillis...you do know a Mr. Gillis? Well, exactly how much do you know about him? Do you know where he lives? Do you know what he lives on? I want to spare you a lot of sadness I don't know what he's told you But I can guarantee you He doesn't live with mother Or what you'd call a roommate He's just a ... I can't say it Poor Betty You ask him I'd love to hear his answer... ...Joe... JOE That's right, Betty, why don't you ask me?... NORMA Don't. JOE ...Or better yet, come over and see for yourself. Yes, right now. The address is ten thousand eighty-six, Sunset Boulevard. NORMA Don't hate me, Joe. I did it because I need you. Look at me. Look at my hands. Look at my face. Look under my eyes. How can I go back to work if I'm wasting Away? No! Don't stand there hating me, Joe. Shout at me, strike me, but say you don't hate me...Joe, Joe. JOE Come on in. BETTY What's going on, Joe? Why am I so scared? What was that woman saying? She sounded so weird I don't understand... Please, can you tell me what's happening? You said you loved me tonight Shall I just go? Say something, Joe JOE Have some pink champage and caviar When you go visit with a star The hospitality is stellar BETTY So this is where you're living? JOE Yes, it's quite a place, sleeps seventeen Eight sunken tubs, a movie screen A bowling alley in the cellar BETTY I didn't come to see a house, Joe JOE Sunset Boulevard Cruise the Boulevard Win yourself a Hollywood palazzo Sunset Boulevard Mythic Boulevard Valentino danced on that terrazzo BETTY Who's it belong to? JOE Just look around you BETTY That's Norma Desmond. JOE Right on the money That's Norma Desmond That's Norma Desmond That's Norma Desmond That's Norma Desmond BETTY Why did she call me? JOE Give you three guesses It's the oldest story in the book Come see the taker being took The world is full of Joes and Normas Older woman, very well-to-do Meets younger man, the standard cue For two mechanical performers BETTY Just pack your things and let's go. JOE You mean all my things? Have you gone mad? Leave all these things I've never had? Leave this luxurious existence? You want me to face that one-room hell That murphy bed, that rancid smell Go back to living on subsistence? It's no time to begin a new life Now I've finally made a perfect landing I'm afraid there's no room for a wife Not unless she's uniquely understanding You should go back to Artie and marry the fool And you'll always be welcome to swim in my pool BETTY I can't look at you any more, Joe. NORMA Thank you, thank you, Joe, thank you...thank you. What are you doing, Joe? You're not leavine me? JOE Yes, I am, Norma. NORMA You can't! Max! JOE It's been a bundle of laughs And thanks for the use of the trinkets A little ritzy for the copy desk back in Dayton And there's something you ought to know I want to do you this favour They'll never shoot that hopeless script of yours They only wanted your car NORMA That's a lie! They still want me! What about all my fan-mail? JOE It's Max who writes you letters Your audience has vanished They left when you weren't looking Nothing's wrong with being fifty Unless you're acting twenty NORMA I am the greatest star of them all. JOE Goodbye, Norma. NORMA No one ever leaves a star REPORTER And as dawn breaks over hte murder house, Norma Desmond, famed star of yesteryear, Is in a state of complete mental shock.
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