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Rolling home,
across the bounding blue

So, boys, give her class
And start rubbin' the brass

We're roll, rollin' home

Rolling home, come on, you lazy crew

Our whole course is set
To race over the wet

We're roll, rollin' home

Oh, can't you see
The light in your mother's eye

When that son of a gun, her roving son
Attacks a piece of pie?

And can't you taste
The lips of a certain miss

When her pride and her joy,
her sailor boy Smacks her with a kiss?

And can't you hear
Them cheering on the pier?

So quick, gobs, get on your jobs
And tell the engineer

We're rolling home

Our chores are nearly through

So step lively, pals
You'll soon be with the gals

We're roll, rollin' home

Just think of it, no more hardtack
No more beans

No more salt horse
And canned sardines

We've sailed all the seven seas
We've crossed every pond

Oh, from now on, it's duck soup
And a pure platinum blond

So no more labor, no more toil

No more Mother Sills
And no more castor oil

No more spending the night aboard

Instead of ashore

Will we ever do it again?

Quoth the raven:

"Nevermore"

I still could swear
When I think of the fair

Venetian maid I met

'Neath stars above
She taught me to love

At least to love spaghet'

But when I tried
To return to her side

And visit her on the Lido

The chief said no
And sent me below

To polish his pet torpedo

It's the worst of breaks
When the captain makes

You polish his pet torpedo

I hate romance
When I think of the chance

I missed at Honolula

I scanned the beach
And there was a peach

Enjoying a hula-hula

I could plainly see
She was flirting with me

And my heart was filled with hope

But how can I show
I'm a Romeo

Through a rusty periscope?

Nope, you can't even register hope

Through a rusty, dusty periscope

We're home, boys, we're home.

- Surface.
- Surface.

Blow main ballast.

Rolling home
Our chores are nearly through

So step lively, pals
You'll soon be with the gals

We're roll, rollin' home

We're rolling home

Sweet home!

- Gunny Saks.
- Not granted.

Oh, but I gotta get ashore,
I wanna see my wife.

- Your wife?
- I haven't seen her for four years.

- Who'd marry you?
- A minister.

- Next.
- Mush Tracy.

- Not granted.
- But I gotta go ashore.

I wanna go rowing in Central Park.

Move on, move on. Next.

- Frank Haliday.
- Okay.

- Ralph Leon.
- Okay.

Well, it's a tough break
for you guys.

I was sort of hoping
you'd get ashore with me.

I wouldn't join the Navy again
if they made me a general.

- You never see a general in the Navy.
- No, that's because they're smart.

What'd you join the Navy for
in the first place?

Account of a woman, my wife.
Two days after we were married...

...she told me I wasn't a man of
the world so I joined the Navy.

- Well, do you think she'll recognize you?
- Gee, I hope so.

I haven't changed much. Except that
I've stopped biting my fingernails.

She doesn't know
you're coming home.

I know that. I'm gonna surprise her.

You know what I'm gonna do?
I'm gonna rush up to her and say:

"Jenny, your man is home."

Boy, I've waited
four long years for this.

- Yeah, what's your wife been doing?
- She's been waiting too.

- You hope.
- You hope.

Saks, Tracy,
report to the captain at once.

- Saks, I want--
- Captain, I'm Saks. This is Tracy.

Mr. Tracy, shake hands
with Captain Dingby.

How do you do, Mr. Tracy?

I'm glad to meet you, captain.
I've seen you around.

I-- I'm looking for two sailors who
know where the Brooklyn Navy Yard is.

- It must be in Brooklyn.
- If it's in Brooklyn, we'll find it.

Good. That's the spirit.

Now, men,
this message is very important.

I want it delivered immediately
to the Brooklyn Navy Yard...

...in care of Rear Admiral Stubbins.

Aye, aye, sir.

Well, where'll we find
the rear admiral?

In the front office.

Your name, please?

- What's the name?
- Who? Mine?

Well, there's only two of us here
and I know mine.

Oh, it's Nora. Nora Paige.

Paige.

Paige. No, nothing today.

Well, there couldn't be.
I wasn't expecting any mail.

Oh, a practical joker, huh?

Oh.

I'm sorry I bothered you.

Hey, wait a minute.

What's your hurry?
Now, don't go away mad.

Oh, I'm not mad.

Come on, sit down.

Thanks.

You been in New York long?

About a week.

Working?

No, I'm finding it
difficult to get work.

My kind of work.

Well, just what kind of work
is your work?

I'm a dancer.

- You don't use a fan?
- No.

Where you from?

I came from a little town in New Hampshire,
to get on the Amateur Radio Hour.

Is that so? Well, what happened?

Well, I started to sing my song and--

You got the gong?

That's right.

Oh, well,
don't let that bother you, honey.

The way some of those guys hit a gong,
you'd think they were driving an ambulance.

Gee, I wish I could get something.

No sign of a job yet, huh?

And it looks like I'll never get one.

And I hate to go back home.

Well, say, you can stay here with me
until you land something.

Can I? Oh, gee, you're swell.

You know, I didn't like you at first.

Oh, well, I'm like olives,
you gotta learn to like me.

Say, are you bashful about getting up
in front of a lot of people...

...and doing your stuff?

- Well, I--
- Come on.

Listen, boys and girls,
got a little surprise for you tonight.

I want you to meet Miss Nora Paige,
who's gonna sing and dance for you.

And someday when she's a big star...

...you'll all be proud that you saw her
make her first New York appearance.

Okay, toots, you're on your own.

If you want to ring the bell
Not once but twice

If you want to roll and roll
Those lucky dice

If you want to spend
Your journey's end

With sweet music and love

If you want to lick this world
Of men and Mickey Mice

Take my advice

When you sit down one day
Look over yourself and say:

"You're very good"

Rap tap on wood

When you have such success
You're conscious that you impress

The neighborhood

Rap tap on wood

When every meal you take
Is made of milk and honey

When every stock you stake
Is making mints of money

When every heart you break
Is such a cinch it's funny

Careful, sonny

Rap tap, rap tap, rap tap-tap
Rap a-tap-tap

You're knockout, you're good news
And you'll never, never lose

If you just put on your dancing shoes

And rap tap on wood

Rap tap on wood

When you sit down one day
Look over yourself and say:

"You're very good"

Bum, bum, bum, bum, bum
Babubum, Babubum

Tap on wood

Rap tap on wood

When you have such success
You're conscious that you impress

The neighborhood

Bum, bum, oh

Tap on wood

Rap tap on wood

When every meal you take
Is made of milk and honey

When every stock you stake
Is making mints of money

When every heart you break
Is such a cinch it's funny

Careful, sonny

You're knockout, you're good news
And you never, never lose

If you just put on your dancing shoes

And rap tap, rap-tap-tap on wood

Say, whoever gave you the gong
ought to be hit over the head with it.

- Did you really like it?
- Like it? I think you're great.

Oh, thanks.

- Come on inside, huh?
- All right.

Come on in.

- Sit down.
- All right.

You know, I came from
a small town myself, same as you.

Were you a dancer?

Yeah, a marathon dancer.

- That's where I met my husband.
- Oh, are you married?

Yes, we were partners
in a marathon dance.

About the 28th day,
business dropped off,

so the management
offered a cash prize...

...to the couple that'd get married
during the contest.

Well, gee, dancing with the same guy
for 672 hours...

...naturally, I thought I was in love.
But I was just tired.

Two days after we were married,
he came home in a sailor suit.

- A sailor suit?
- Yeah, he joined the Navy.

That was four years ago
and I haven't seen him since, the rat.

Mommy.

- Mommy.
- Excuse me a minute.

Oh, what are you doing out of that bed?
Come on, back you go. There.

This is my little girl.

Your daughter?

First prize of the marathon dance.

Oh, she's lovely.

I'll bet your daddy's proud of you.

I've never seen my daddy.

He-- He doesn't know about Sally.

- You mean you've never told him?
- No.

Well, why not?

Because someday
we're going to surprise him.

You see, she knows everything.

- Hey, ain't you guys coming in?
- What for?

I'm gonna see my wife.

- Does she live here?
- No, no, she works here.

You've been away for four years.

Don't you want a couple
of minutes alone?

That's all right, Ted.
But I want you to meet her.

Okay. Come on, Mush.

I gotta deliver this message
to Rear Admiral Stubbins.

Oh, that's right.
Yeah, and you better do that too.

No, come on, meet the wife first,
will you? Come on.

Okay.

- Hello.
- Hello.

Say, my name is Gunny Saks.
I'd like to see my wife.

- Well, I'll tell her you're here.
- Thanks.

Oh, Jenny, you're wanted at the desk.

- Who wants me?
- Gunny Saks.

Gunny?

- Are you sure?
- Yeah, he's with two other sailors.

Oh, excuse me a moment.

Gunny.

Darling.

Oh, am I glad to see you.

Hey, hey, hey, wait a minute.
Wait a minute. I'm Gunny Saks.

- You?
- Yeah.

Yeah, yeah, that's him.

Oh.

Oh, I couldn't have been that tired.

Yeah, but Jenny,
ain't you glad to see me?

- I don't know yet.
- But I'm your husband.

Yeah, well, don't remind me of it.

Uh. Hey, bud, look...

...when a guy's lonely around here
and he sees somebody he'd like to meet...

- ...what's he do about it?
- Well, just walk right up and say hello.

- Just walk up and say hello, huh?
- Yeah.

Okay, that's-- All right.

Hello.

Hello.

Hello yourself.

What's this all about?

Well, uh....

Boy meets girl.

Oh, I see. Well, boy loses girl.

Well, boy gets girl.

Not so soon, sailor.

Oh, now, wait a minute.

Hey, look, listen, listen.

You're not very patriotic.

But I am. I'm just not, um...

...uniform-crazy.

- Not even interested?
- Oh, I love watching a parade.

Oh, I get it.

But after the parade's over,
you like to walk home alone?

Oh, not always, but I do have
a good sense of direction.

Oh, is that so?

Well, how about you finding us
a place to sit down together, hm?

All right.

But, Jenny,
ain't you gonna kiss me or something?

I'll shake hands with you.

Is that all I get after four years?

- What did you expect?
- Well, after all I'm your husband.

Yeah, I don't know
whether I like the idea of marriage.

You don't? Do you realize that
marriage is a national institution?

That 50 percent of the married people
are women?

Yeah, I'll think it over.

In the meantime, what do you say
if we go home, huh, Jenny?

- Home?
- Yeah, where we living now, baby?

Uh, well, you see, Gunny,
all I got is a single room.

That's all right, I've been sleeping
in a hammock for years.

All right, I'll send you one.

I'm getting out of the service
in two weeks.

I was reading they're going to
strengthen the Navy.

- Hey, do you like actors?
- Better than sailors.

- I'm glad to hear you say that.
- Why?

Because I'm an actor.

Blush when you say that, mister.

I don't have to. I got talents.
I've got an inventive mind.

Yeah, most sailors have.

I'm inventing something right now.

When I get it working, I'm gonna sell it
to the government for plenty of dough.

What's that?

I'm crossing parrots
with carrier pigeons.

- What for?
- What for?

So you can send verbal messages.

I don't know. Maybe you have the wrong
impression about guys who wear uniforms.

Well, it's improving.

Oh, thanks.

- But you know any soldiers?
- One.

- Well, do you like him?
- Yes.

- Well, do you know any other sailors?
- Besides you? No.

Well, do you like him?

Yes.

Well, which do you like best,
the soldier or the sailor?

Oh, I never make snap judgments.

Well, no, no, what I mean is--

When you go to the football game,
who do you root for, Army or Navy?

- The Army.
- Why?

Because they always win.

They always win, huh?

Well, would you like to be married
to an Army man?

No.

- Think you could be true to the Navy?
- What?

Well, well, you know what I mean.

I've been around such
a lot in my time

I know the hairpins by heart

The way they chase after me, babe
It's a crime

And the way I make love, it's an art

So let's find a corner and start

What do ya say?

Hey, babe, hey, babe

How ya doin' today, babe?

You look sort of shipshape to me

And I've sighted a few

Hey, babe, hi, babe

Why not give me a try, babe?

And maybe I'll make you my babe

'Cause I'm nuts about you

Hey, babe, hey, babe

How ya doin' today, babe?

You look sort of shipshape to me

And I've sighted a few

Hey, babe, hi, babe

Why not give me a try, babe?

And maybe I'll make you my babe

'Cause I'm nuts about you

Hey, baby, hey, baby

What do ya say, baby?

How about bein' my crew?

I need a lookout

To point some shady nook out

I'm sick of seafarin'
I wanna try sharin'

A snug little cottage for two

So be my pilot
To love's dreamy islet

'Cause I'm nuts about you

Pretty baby, pretty baby

And what might your plans
for today be?

If you're lonesome
On your own-some

Well, I haven't a darn thing to do

People tell me it's the season

When the girls like
huggin' and squeezin'

And for some dumb goof y reason

Pretty baby, baby, baby
MEN: Hey, babe, hey, babe

And what might your plans
for today be?

How ya doin' today, babe?

If you're lonesome on your own-some

You look sort of shipshape to me

Well, I haven't a darn thing to do

And I've sighted a few

People tell me it's the season

Hey, babe, hi, babe

When the girls
like huggin' and squeezin'

Why not give me a try, babe?

But for some dumb goof y reason

And maybe I'll make you my babe

Baby, I'm nuts about you
MEN: 'Cause I'm nuts about you

And for some dumb goof y reason

Baby, I'm nuts about

- I'm nuts about
- I'm nuts about

I'm nuts about you

Pretty baby, pretty baby

And what might your plans
for today be?

If you're lonesome
On your own-some

Well, I haven't a darn thing

To do

People tell me it's the season

When the boys like
huggin' and squeezin'

And for some dumb goof y reason

Baby, I'm nuts about you

Hey, babe, hey, babe

How ya doin' today, babe?

You look sort of shipshape to me

And I've sighted a few

Hey, babe, hi, babe

Why not give me a try, babe?

And maybe I'll make you my babe

'Cause I'm nuts about you

People tell me it's the season

When the girls like
huggin' and squeezin'

And for some dumb goof y reason

Baby, I'm nuts about you

Be my pilot
To love's dreamy islet

'Cause I'm nuts about you

Maybe you will be my babe

'Cause I'm nuts about you

- Hey, Gunny.
- What?

- I'm a little worried.
- Well, I'm a little worried too.

I'll never get over the way
my wife treated me last night.

After four years,
all she does is shake hands with me.

Didn't we forget to do something last night
when we were ashore?

- I know, the report.
- What report?

From the captain to Rear Admiral Stubbins
at the Brooklyn Navy Yard.

Gee, Mush, I'm awfully sorry.
That's my wife's fault.

You're right.
I guess we'd better tear it up.

- No, don't. They'll put you in the brig.
- I'll send it to him by carrier pigeon.

Hi, boys.

- Hello.
- Hi.

Hi. Boys, I just wanna thank you
for a wonderful evening last night.

Yeah?
I'm glad somebody had a good time.

- You sure went overboard, didn't you?
- Well, who wouldn't?

Boy, that's the kind of a girl
I've been looking for.

Beautiful eyes, lovely hair--

Attention.

Attention.

What's going on here?

- What's that?
- The message.

- For me?
- From you.

What?

- Rear Admiral Stubbins, eh?
- Yes, sir.

- Call the master-at-arms.
- Aye, aye, sir.

- Why wasn't this delivered?
- It was his wife's fault.

- His wife?
- Yeah.

- Do you know what this means?
- No, sir.

- Do you?
- No, I'm not quite sure, sir.

- And how about you?
- I give up.

Well, there you are.

- You sent for me, sir?
- Yeah.

- Put Saks in the brig.
- Aye, aye, sir.

I'm Saks.

Hold everything.

My mistake, men.

Now, let that be a lesson to you.

Well, what do we have to have?
A dime. You got a dime, Nora?

- I think so.
- Now, you look right through there.

Yes, here's one.

There you are.

- Can you see?
- Yes.

Mommy, whose boats are they?

Oh, they're Uncle Sam's, darling.

Our Uncle Sam, Mommy?

Yes, dear. On your father's side.

- Is Daddy with Uncle Sam now, Mommy?
- Yes, dear.

Mommy, what does Uncle Sam do
for a living?

- Oh, well, um, he's a collector.
- Is he rich?

You sure have a job on your hands.

Look, you run along and play
like a good little girl, huh?

There you go.

Phew, she's a problem.

Just at the age
where she wants to know everything.

She can't understand
about that fella I'm married to.

Well, why don't you tell her?

Well, I can't
till I know more about him myself.

Why not?

Well, when you're picking
a father for your child,

you've gotta be awfully careful.

When he proves he's worthy of Sally,
then I'll tell him. But until then....

Gee, I hope I can keep him from finding out
about her while he's in port.

Jenny...

...is the fleet leaving soon?

I don't know.

Why, does that worry you?

A little.

I never thought this
could happen to me.

Gee, kid, I hope you haven't
done something you'll be sorry for.

So do I.

Well, what did you do?

I fell in love.

You really like that guy?

Gee, I'm crazy about him.

- When you gonna see him again?
- Just as soon as I can.

Maybe tonight.

And now I pronounce you man and wife.

Yes, my friends...

...words like that mean perfect happiness
to every newly married couple.

So if any of
you contemplate marriage...

...do so at once and carry your bride
across the threshold...

...of the Harmond Honeymoon Cottage...

...the ideal home for newlyweds.

This is the last demonstration
of the afternoon.

We invite your careful inspection.

Thank you.

How do you do? May I have the pleasure
of showing you our little masterpiece?

- Okay.
- Pardon me, just for a moment.

I think we have a better place
for this over here.

Oh, yes.

The unlimited resources
of a mammoth department store...

...finally solved the vital problem
of how to furnish a honeymoon cottage.

Color harmony is the answer.

Cool blues and quiet grays and greens
are the main motives...

...while the violent cerise
has been used merely as an accent.

You will notice that everything is done
to soothe the frayed nerves...

...of the scurrying businessman.

To offset the noise and confusion
of our helter-skelter existence, yes.

Notice the theme
in the window hangings.

They're white chiffon,
a medium fullness.

With over drapes of green plaid chintz
and caught up with a gorgeous bow.

Breathtaking, isn't it?

Making a perfect symphony
in color, yes.

Oh, you must notice the carefree abandon
and careless profusion of the pelargoniums.

Oh, yes, geraniums to you.

You know,
flowers are like little children.

They reflect the happiness
that should be in every home.

And music. Music.

The dulcet tones
of the Harmond Honeymoon Grand.

Nothing quite so soothing as music,
especially after a meal.

Especially a meal prepared
in one of our modern kitchens...

...eaten in one of
our cozy dining rooms...

...and digested in one of our
superlative living rooms.

It brings on a feeling
of contentment and languor...

...that leads us eventually
to the bedroom.

Isn't it ravishing?

Oh, it's beautiful.

- Where's the other bed?
- Other bed, sir?

We believe in the double bed
and a lasting marriage.

Yeah, well, I don't--
No man could sleep in that.

It's got an awning on it.

I beg your pardon, sir, but that's
imported silk voile with ball fringe.

Well, I don't care what it is,
I couldn't sleep there.

- It's too short for me.
- Oh, no, sir. It's standard.

Would you care to try it for size?

- No, no.
- Oh, don't be bashful, sir.

Many of our clients insist on
trying the bed, I assure you.

- They do?
- Oh, yes, sir.

- Well, hold this, Nora.
- Mm-hm.

- See what I mean?
- Yes, sir, a perfect fit.

Not very wide, either.

No, I assure you you're wrong.

I-- Oh, do you mind?

No, I'll show you, sir, really.

There you are, sir. Plenty of room.

Besides, it's awfully comfortable,
isn't it, sir?

Awfully comfortable.
Try it, sir, won't you?

At ease.

Now, men, this afternoon,

we are permitting visitors
to come aboard...

...for a theatrical publicity stunt.

We are to receive the brilliant
young musical-comedy star...

...Miss Lucy James.

Quiet, please.

Although this may seem rather unusual,
I, uh-- I see no objection to it.

- No.
- Quiet, please.

As a gentle reminder and a warning...

...and so this crew,
of which I'm very proud...

...will appear at its very best...

...I want you all, when this
beautiful young lady comes aboard...

...to behave like sailors.

Miss Lucy James sighted
starboard beam

Miss Lucy James sighted
starboard beam

Miss Lucy James approaching
Starboard beam

Miss Lucy James approaching
Starboard beam

Miss Lucy James nearing
starboard beam

Miss Lucy James nearing
starboard beam

About face.

Miss Lucy James
alongside Starboard beam

Miss Lucy James alongside
Starboard beam

Miss Lucy James
boarding Starboard beam

For your information
Miss James is a dream

Miss Lucy James
boarding Starboard beam

Just a combination of
peaches and cream

Ahoy

Ahoy, Miss Lucy James

And welcome to our submarine

Most glorified of dames

Good morning, miss
And how do you do?

And how's the captain
Not to mention the crew?

Well, as far as I know
The crew is all right

But the captain had
a big night last night

Yes, yesterday
He drew his pay

So the captain had
a big night last night

But don't be cross
With the dear old boss

'Cause he had
A very, very big night last night

Now, since you asked me about my crew

It gives me pleasure
To present them to you

Boys, meet Miss--
Oh, I'm so awful at names

Why, the name of the lady
Is Lucy James

Lucy James, got another papa

You got another papa
But he's bad at names

'Cause he had a very, very big night

Miss James

Now, since we all have met

And formalities are through

May I present
My heaven-sent

- Cheeky-Peeky-Poo?
- Who?

Love me, love my Pekingese
Spite of your antipathies

If you want to cultivate me
Gotta love Cheeky

Howdy, little Cheeky

Cheeky, he's my chaperon
Never lets me be alone

So when you invite me to tea
Gotta have Cheeky

Nasty little Cheeky

Cheeky barks, Cheeky bites

Cheeky goes in
for neighborhood fights

Cheeky, like all gentlemen
Is a tease

Cheeky, please

But be warned before you start

If you want to win my heart

Don't bother to buy me big rings

Or other extravagant things

Get something chic for Cheeky
My Pekingese

We love you, Cheeky

You squeaky little Pekingese

Oh, captain, what a lovely submarine.

Oh, yes, yes.
It's the pride of the Navy.

Tell me, how long can your submarine
stay under water?

Well, now, it all depends.

Once, we submerged with the hatches open
and we didn't come up for two weeks.

- Really?
- Positively.

Quiet, please.

Wait a minute, boys.

How do you do, Captain Dingby?

How do you do?

Oh, perhaps you don't remember me.

I'm James McKay, personal
representative for Miss Lucy James.

Uh, we had lunch together yesterday.

Oh, yes, yes.
How do you do, Mr. McKay?

I've been expecting you.

Fine. Would you mind posing
for a picture with Miss James?

Not at all, I should be delighted.

That is, if Miss James doesn't object.

- Oh, captain, I'd be thrilled.
- Oh, so should I.

- Fine, fine, now you step right over here?
- With pleasure.

All right, boys, excuse me,
just a minute. Fine.

Now, captain, Miss James,
come right over here by the railing. Fine.

Now, captain,
take Miss James by the arm.

Pleasure.

That's it. Fine.
Now, hold it. That's it.

- You all set boys?
- Yep.

- Ready?
- Just a moment.

Captain, wouldn't you like to hold
my little Cheeky for the picture?

Oh, delighted.

Smile now, captain.

A little more.

That's fine now. Hold. All right.

Cheeky. Someone save my Cheeky.

Dog overboard.
Everybody get ready to submerge.

Morning.

Look at that.

Look at that.

What a break.

"U.S. sailor rescues
actress' Pekingese."

What an awful picture of me.

What are you talking about?
You can't buy publicity like that.

You drop your pooch overboard,
the whole U.S. Navy dives in after it.

Headlines in every newspaper
in the country. What a break.

- Wait a minute. That gives me an idea.
- What?

Cook up a romance
between you and that sailor.

Too bad he isn't an officer.

No, no, better this way, believe me.
More heart interest.

Public will go for it. They like the idea
of you falling for an ordinary gob.

- Cinderella angle.
- Exactly.

Maybe I'll like it, Mac.

Well, that's up to you.

No fear. It's ridiculous.

Lucy, I'll tell you what you do.

Be seen with him a few times.
Public places, night clubs, cabarets.

That'll start the gossip columns.
I'll pick it up there.

- And deny it?
- Sure.

That'll keep your name
in the front page for months.

What's the name of that boy again?

Barker, Ted Barker.
And don't forget it.

Wish I could think of some way
to get that sailor shore leave.

- I can arrange that.
- You can? How?

Why, the captain's dying
to do me a favor.

Fine. "Famous actress
in love with gob."

What an angle.
The public will eat it up.

- It's kind of a dirty trick.
- Yes, but a good one.

I guess you're pretty proud
of yourself tonight, aren't you?

Well, who wouldn't be
sitting here with you.

Thanks. But I meant about having
your picture in the paper with Lucy James.

Oh, oh, well, it's just a little....

I'm awfully glad you saved her dog.

Oh, you are, huh?

Tell me about her.

Is she nice?

Yeah, well, I guess so.

You guess so?
Well, didn't she thank you?

Oh, sure. Yeah.

Maybe someday you can do
as much for me.

What do you mean?

Oh, when I'm a star.

You're really going
on the stage, huh?

Well, I've always wanted to.

I'm looking every day.

You know, it's funny,
but once I get started...

...think I've got a pretty fair chance
of making good.

Of course you're gonna make good.

You're gonna have one big booster.

I'll be down in the
front row opening night.

You'll be many miles from here
my opening night.

Oh, no. My time's up in three weeks.
I'll be out of the Navy after that.

Well, what are your plans then?

Are you leaving New York?

No, I kind of think
I'll stick around now.

I'm glad, Ted.

- Nora.
- Yes?

Well, you really wanna go on the stage?

Well, I hope to.

Well...

...success and all that,
do you think that'll change you?

Of course not.

Why do you ask?

Oh, I don't know.

It just seems that that kind of success
always does something to people.

- At least, I've noticed it.
- Just recently?

Oh, Nora, the difference
between you and girls that--

That amount to something?

I wish you knew
what you amounted to with me.

Tell me.

I know too well
That I'm just wasting precious time

In thinking such a thing could be

That you could ever care for me

I'm sure you'll hate to hear
That I adore you, dear

But grant me just the same

I'm not entirely to blame

For you'd be

So easy to love

So easy to idolize, all others above

So worth the yearning for

So swell to keep any home fire
Burning for

We'd be so grand at the game

So carefree together

That it does seem a shame

That you can't see

Your future with me

'Cause you'd be

Oh-so easy

To love

So worth the yearning for

So swell to keep any home fire
Burning for

Oh, how we'd bloom, how we'd thrive

In a cottage for two

Or even three, four or five

So try to see

Your future with me

'Cause they'd be

Oh-so easy

To

It's the guard.

Let's go.

Well, look at that.

Hey, Gunny, come here.

- Well, we're going ashore.
- What, so soon?

Yeah, the captain's
sending the report again.

He sure is an optimist.

Ted wants me to go
to Lonely Hearts Club for him.

Anything you want to tell your wife?

- You gonna see my wife?
- I wasn't, but I will.

Hey, why don't you go yourself.

Listen, I gotta report to Lucy James
at the Club Continental.

- But it's the captain's orders.
- At the Club Continental?

- Yeah.
- What's the Navy coming to, anyway?

I don't know, but if this gets around town,
it'll be over-enlisted.

Well, anybody that wants it
can have my share of the Navy.

Look, uh, Gunny...

- ...how are you fixed for dough?
- Pretty good.

Yeah, I was wondering
if you could lend me 10 bucks.

- I'm flat broke and I'm--
- All right, here.

Oh, thanks.
You sure you won't need this?

- Not while he's in there.
- Oh, that's right too. So long, Gunny.

- Hey, Mush, will you do me a favor?
- What?

- When you see my wife, kiss her for me?
- A pleasure.

- Hello, folks.
- Hello, Mush.

- How are you?
- Okay.

Got a message for
you from your husband.

What is it?

Any answer?

Yeah.

Where is Gunny?

- In the brig.
- Something serious, I hope.

- I got a message for you too.
- From Ted?

He came ashore with me...

...but he's on special detail.

- Captain's orders.
- Oh.

But he wants to see you
when he's through.

Where?

In Central Park.

Central Park's awful big, sailor.

He said he'd meet you
at the usual place.

Honest? What time?

Ten o'clock sharp.

Let's dance, shall we?

Well, I don't know, I'd--

It's kind of late. I--

Don't you think we'd better go?

All right, if you want to.

Oh, waiter.

- Yes, sir?
- Check, please.

Yes, sir.

It's been a lovely evening.

You know, I'm beginning
to change my mind about sailors.

Well, thanks.

I'm sorry, sir,
but your check is 11.80.

Yeah, it's 11.80.

Well, my mistake.

Well, I'm a little shy.

That's what I like about you.

Nora.

Nora.

Oh, what's the matter?

Lucy James, huh?

So that's it.

Hmm. That dame's first name
should have been Jesse.

I can't understand Ted doing this.

Oh, honey, they're all alike.

If you get a good one,
it's a long shot.

If you don't,
it's a consensus of opinion.

It's all very funny.

Just yesterday
I tried out for Lucy James' show.

Well, what happened? Tell me.

Nothing,
except I registered for the chorus...

...and to be her understudy.

Oh, gee, I hope they call you.

Be a good way to get even
with these nibs.

You mean Daddy, Mommy?

No, darling.

Well, you always call Daddy nibs.

You see how it is?
It's impossible to speak before her.

- You finished with your breakfast?
- Yes.

You may leave the table.
I wanna talk to Nora.

Oh, go ahead, Mommy, I won't listen.

- O-day ou-yay eak-spay ig-pay Atin-lay?
- Es-yay.

Ood-gay. I ought-way o-tay isit-vay
the ubmarine-say ithout-way Ally-say.

Oh, you do, do you?

I'd like to see you visit
the submarine without me.

Now, how do you like that?

Sally, you're gonna drive me
to stop drinking.

Now, you gotta go. Come on.

- Am-scray.
- Oy vey.

Are you really going to
board the submarine?

- Certainly, tomorrow.
- But why?

Well, I owe it to Gunny
while he's in the brig.

And besides, while he's in the brig,
I'm safe.

Well, so is Sally.
He'll never see her.

That's right, we'll all go.

Not me.
I don't want any part of Ted Barker.

- Aunt Nora.
- Yes, dear?

You're wanted on the phone.

- Who wants me?
- I didn't ask.

It's the first time
you minded your own business.

Excuse me.

- Hello?
- Nora.

Oh.

Darling, I want to explain
about last night.

See--

Well, when I got to the park, I--

Nora? Nora?

Atkins and McKay. Who's calling?

I'm sorry, Mr. McKay can't be disturbed,
he's talking to himself.

I mean he's in conference.
Alrighty, I'll tell him you called.

Atkins and McKay. Who's calling?

Oh, hello, Opal.
Well, say, ain't you working today?

Your boss is gone
and everybody took the day off?

Well, ain't that life.

When the cat's away,
the mice act like rats.

Oh, say, guess who I seen
at Club Continental last night.

Lucy James with that sailor she met
through a Pekingese.

Believe me, he's a sea-going thrill
if I ever seen one. What's he like?

Well, tall, sort of the answer
to a maiden's prayer on stilts.

Honest, he must be 6'4" and that's just
two inches shorter than a totem pole.

Oh, but he's got a smile
like concentrated vodka.

Vodka. Oh, it's a Japanese drink
made out of panther blood, I think.

What's Lucy James like?

Well, she's tall and blond,
with a limousine body.

All I can say and still be a lady...

...is I can't see what she's got
that I ain't, outside of a Pekingese.

Why, half the Navy dives in the water
after her pooch.

I could be drowning with a Saint Bernard
and get nothing better than water wings.

Oh, I never seen such luck.
I guess it's kismet.

I said, kismet, Opal.
That's Latin for "spinach."

Well, of course, I speak Latin:
sic transit gloria mundi.

Don't I sound swell?
What does that mean?

It's Latin for "he opened the door
and in flew a dead duck."

At least, that's what my boyfriend
said it meant.

Could I see Mr. McKay, please?

Mr. McKay ain't in.
He's out.

Well, are you sure he's out?

He went out 15 minutes ago,
won't be back for half an hour.

Where was I at, Opal?

Look, he asked me to come in here.

- I don't know--
- Oh, it's you, Mr. Barker.

Oh, well, just a moment please
and I'll ring him for you.

You're a sailor,
ain't you, Mr. Barker?

I got saltwater in my veins.
My uncle used to work on a tugboat.

It's a small world, ain't it?
Mr. McKay, the dogcatcher is here.

I mean Mr. Barker.

Alrighty. He says you can go right in,
Mr. Barker.

Thanks very much.

Hello. How are you?

- Well, I'm glad to see you.
- Hi, Mr. McKay.

- Sit down.
- Thanks very much.

Say, by the way, I've just been reading
about you in Hector's column.

Boy, you're a something.

Oh, yeah, yeah, that's Lucy James.

Well, it's kind of silly, isn't it?

Silly? No, it's great.

I talked to Miss James over the telephone
a little while ago. Boy, she loves it.

- It's not so hot, though.
- Why?

Well, I just don't like
being made a fool of.

You're not.

You should have heard
what she said a few minutes ago.

- What, about me?
- Sure.

And she's not the type
that falls easily.

What do you mean,
she kind of likes me?

Kind of likes you?
She's nuts about you.

Oh, no. Well, that's no good, though.

Why?

- Well, you see, I'm not nuts about her.
- Oh, she'll grow on you.

- Well, I don't want her to grow on me.
- Barker, you've been in the Navy too long.

Have a cigar.

Oh, thanks.

Uh, Mr. McKay, I don't want to change
the subject or anything...

...but I was wondering
if you could do me a favor?

What?

When does Miss James' new show
go into rehearsal?

- Oh, next week.
- Next week, huh?

Could you use
the world's greatest dancer?

My boy, Miss Lucy James
is the world's greatest dancer.

No, I don't think so.

No, the girl I'm talking about
just wants a chance.

Anything.
You can put her in the chorus.

I'd love to do you a favor,

but I can get the chorus girls
I want for a dime a dozen.

You can't get this girl for a dime a dozen.
Listen, she is the most marv--

You wait till you see this girl.

Ted, I'll tell you what you do.
Have her phone me for an appointment.

Well, oh, no, I couldn't do that.
You see, you'll have to phone her.

- What, can't she remember numbers?
- I don't want her to know...

...that I came here and asked you
to give her a break, you see?

I understand.
Where can I get in touch with her?

Oh, well, here, you can call her
right at this number.

- There, right there.
- Fine.

You won't tell her that I came in,
you know--

No, certainly not.

I beg your pardon, sir.

You'll frighten the fish.

Any luck, captain?

Say, I lost the biggest fish
you ever saw.

- Just now?
- No, when we were in San Francisco.

You sure do a lot of fishing,
don't you?

Yes. I expect to run for president
someday.

You better hurry up.

- What are you doing?
- That message to Rear Admiral Stubbins.

- What about it?
- I couldn't find Brooklyn.

You couldn't find Brooklyn?

I was in Yonkers all day
before I found out it was Yonkers.

- Doing what?
- Looking for the Brooklyn Navy Yard.

There must be a man in my crew
who knows where Brooklyn is.

- Saks knows.
- Saks? How does he know?

He was born there.
At least, looks like he was born there.

- He does? Where is Saks?
- In the brig.

- What's he doing in the brig?
- Three days, sir.

Who put Saks in the brig?

Why, you did.

Oh, yes, yes, yes. Got a match?

I feel uncomfortable
about going aboard, Jenny.

I hope I don't meet Ted.

Listen, baby, when a horse throws you,
you gotta get right back up and ride him.

I won't even look at him.

That's wrong.
Act like nothing happened.

If you want a lesson in self-control,
just watch me with Gunny.

Attention.

Where's Saks?

I'm Saks. Captain, you're always
getting us two mixed up.

Are you two men twins?

I don't know about him, but I'm not.

I want this delivered
to Rear Admiral Stubbins...

- ...at the Navy Yard.
- Yes, sir.

- You were born in Brooklyn.
- Yes, sir.

- What part?
- All of me.

- Deliver that message at once.
- Aye, aye, sir.

Listen up.

Are you the guide?

No, madame, I am the captain.

Oh, I'm so sorry. I beg your pardon.

Well, could I please visit the brig?
There's a man I'd like to see in it.

I mean there's a man
in it I'd like to see.

I'm sorry, madame,
but visitors are not allowed below deck.

- Oh!
- Oh, Jenny, that's a shame.

Oh, well, we'd love to look around.
Could we go visit the crow's nest?

Under no condition, madame.

This is the mating season.

Oh, well, let's go look anyway.
Come on.

- Did you see what I saw?
- What?

Gunny. He's not in the brig.

I can't let him see Sally.
If he finds out he's her father...

...his chest will be bigger
than his head.

Jenny.

- Jenny.
- What are you doing here?

- Why, I work here.
- Yeah, but I thought you were in the brig.

- Jenny, ain't you glad to see me?
- Well, yes and no.

Gee, now we're getting someplace.

Well, hello.

Well, I'm glad to see you again, Nora.

I'm awful sorry about what happened.

I can explain
if you give me a chance.

I'm really not interested.

- Hello there.
- Hello.

Say, who's little girl are you?

Mommy's girl.

Yeah?

What do you mean, "yeah"?

How old are you, little girl?

Three and a half.

Three and a half?

Run along, Sally, and play.
That's a good girl.

- Say, who's her mother?
- I am.

What?

Why, certainly it's her baby.
Isn't it, Nora?

Absolutely.

- Oh, Nora. Don't tell me you're married.
- Well, I wouldn't dare tell you I wasn't.

Yeah. No, you wouldn't, would you?

Oh, Sally.
Oh, she's always getting into trouble.

Just like her father.

That's right.

Gee, I wish that was my kid.

- Gosh, I envy her father.
- Oh, you needn't. He's a sailor too.

Oh, the poor kid.

Oh, don't worry about us.
We'll get along all right.

Of course, taking care of a child
nowadays costs money.

That's why I was so anxious
to find work.

Well, I hope you get it, Nora.

I've got it.

- What, already?
- Mr. McKay notified me yesterday.

I'm to be Miss James' understudy.

What, he told you that?

Yes, that's what I tried out for
a few days ago and I got the job.

- Well--
- You'll be there opening night, of course.

- Sure.
- In the front row.

Yeah.

Supposing I should kiss you.

I'd like it.

- That's what I'm afraid of.
- Why?

Well, I wanna find out
first if I like it.

Then if I like it,
I'll let you kiss me.

Gee, I hope you like it, Jenny.

Yeah, well after four years,
I think it's time I found out.

Hold still.

How was it?

I didn't like it.

Well, I liked it.

- Hello, Jen.
- Oh, hello, honey.

I ordered for you.

Thanks.

How are rehearsals going?

Oh, all right, I guess.

Only I'm not getting the kick out of it
I thought I would.

Why not?

Ted hasn't been near the theater.

Oh, well,
did you expect to see him around?

Well, yes, I did,
but I guess I was wrong about him.

You know, I can't figure him out.

He hasn't seen Lucy James
since we started rehearsing.

- He hasn't?
- Not once.

Then, why haven't you heard
from him?

Maybe because he thinks I'm married.

Oh, I'm sorry about that.

Gee, I'm the one
that spoiled everything for you.

- Oh, you weren't to blame, Jenny.
- Oh, yes, I was too.

And if I'd known then what I know now,
it never would have happened.

You know, Nora,
I've been thinking things over.

And when Gunny gets out of the Navy,
we're gonna settle down, make a go of it.

You are? Oh, I'm so glad.

- What did Gunny say when you told him?
- I haven't told him yet.

Well, how did you decide?

Well, I kissed him
and I didn't think I liked it, but--

But you did.

Yeah. I did.

Believe me, without publicity
you can wrap the show up.

Rehearsals are fine.
What are you kicking about?

I'd rather play safe and keep
the public Lucy James conscious.

But please, Mac,
not about my private life.

Nothing spreads like gossip.

It's the best kind of ballyhoo
as long as you keep it clean.

Well, I didn't mind at first,
but now it's different.

Are you on the level?
Are you serious this time?

Yeah, just as you were
a few months ago with Tommy Morgan.

Honestly, Mac,
I swear this is different.

- Yeah, I've heard that before too.
- Oh, forget it.

This Barker is out
of the Navy, isn't he?

Yes.

If he's crazy about you,
why hasn't he been around?

- Because he resents the whole thing.
- Oh, he does. Well, that's too bad.

He phoned and wanted to see me.
That is, if it could be arranged privately.

And I asked him to come here.

- Tonight?
- Any minute now.

"Cupid's Boomerang.
Actress to Wed Ex-sailor."

You're writing the finish first.
The man hasn't asked me yet.

But if he does and I should marry him,
not a word in the papers about it.

What's the use
if you don't get any publicity?

Oh, Mac, you're hopeless.

All right, go ahead and marry him.

Let's arrange for a divorce
before the show opens.

- We need the publicity.
- There'll be no publicity.

All right, go ahead.
Tie my hands, ruin me.

Oh.

Oh, the maid told me
to come right in.

Oh, hello, Ted. Come on in.

- Nice to see you.
- Hello, how are you?

- Well, hello, Barker.
- Hello. Glad to see you.

Glad to see you.

Look, I hope I'm not interrupting.

Oh, no, no. Mr. McKay was just leaving,
weren't you, Mac?

Yeah, I'm practically gone.

Well, I'll see you at rehearsal
in the morning. Night.

- Night.
- Night.

- Shall we go out on the terrace, Ted?
- Okay.

Anita, if anyone should call,
I'm not at home. Remember that.

- Yes, Miss James.
- Thank you.

Here's to you, Ted.

- Happy days.
- Skoal.

Uh, why was Mr. McKay
here tonight?

I sent for him to put a stop
to that cheap publicity we were getting.

Oh, well, thanks.

That's the reason I came up here
to talk to you tonight.

I told him if there was
one more word about us...

...I wouldn't go on opening night.

Well, are you serious?

I've never been more serious
in my life.

Well, what'll happen to the show
opening night?

My understudy would go on.

Oh, she will, will she?

She'd have to.

Well...

...do you think your understudy
can play your part?

Oh, I wouldn't know about that.

Tell me, Ted,
are you interested in the theater?

Oh, yes. Well, more or less.

But never been active.

Mmm. Well, I was in a lot of shows
at college.

I, uh-- I played the leading lady.

Ted, I'm awfully glad
you came here tonight. Are you?

Yes.

I've been wondering about you.

I've got you

Under my skin

I've got you

Deep in the heart of me

So deep in my heart

You're really a part of me

I've got you

Under my skin

I tried so

Not to give in

I said to myself

This affair never will go so well

But why should I try to resist

When, darling, I know so well

I've got you

Under my skin

I'd sacrifice anything
come what might

For the sake of
having you near in spite

Of a warning voice
That comes in the night

And repeats and repeats in my ear

Don't you know, little fool

You never can win

Use your mentality

Wake up to reality

But each time I do

Just the thought of you

Makes me stop

Before I begin

'Cause I've got you

Under my skin

Men, your enlistment is up.

Today you leave the service.

It grieves me to see you go.

But it warms the cockles
of my heart...

...to know that the members of my crew
have behaved like one big happy family.

Men, allow me to wish you luck.

- What's this?
- The message to Rear Admiral Stubbins.

- Why hasn't this delivered?
- Couldn't find the rear admiral.

- Saks, if you--
- Captain--

Don't tell me, don't tell me. I know.

- You're Saks and he's Tracy.
- That's right.

If you weren't getting out,
I'd put you in the brig.

- You know what this means?
- No.

- Do you?
- No, sir.

Well, there you are.

There must be some way of getting this
to Rear Admiral Stubbins.

Put it in a bottle
and throw it overboard.

It'll take too long to reach him.

I've forgotten what's in there.

- Open it and read it to me.
- Yes, sir.

"Dear admiral,
I have two box seats...

...for the opening of Lucy James
musical comedy on Wednesday night.

Park your battleship in the harbor.
Join me and we'll make a night of it.

Very sincerely yours,
Percival Dingby."

Oh, yes, yes, yes.

You'd be

You'd be so easy to love

So easy to idolize, all others above

You'd be so worth the yearning for

And, honey, you'd be so swell

To keep every little home
fire burning for

We'd, we'd be so grand at the game

So carefree together

That it does seem a shame

That you can't see

Your future with me

'Cause you'd be

Oh-so easy to love

So try to see

Your future

With me

'Cause you'd be

Oh-so easy to love

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

So easy to love

He's pretty good.
Where'd you find him?

The Navy didn't take up his option.

I got him cheap.

There's lots of talent in the Navy.

You ought to know.

Well, the show looks great.

I have a feeling in my bones
we're gonna have a hit. If you--

If you're gonna start on Ted Barker,
save your breath.

- I know the speech by heart.
- Oh, Lucy, use your head.

You know how valuable publicity is
to a show before it opens.

Let me run a story about you and Ted
in the papers--

No. Positively no.

One more word in the newspapers
and I don't go on opening night.

Now, you remember that, Mac.

Well, how's it feel to be
out of the Navy?

- I don't know. I'm lonesome.
- So am I.

- Say, have you seen Nora?
- No.

Well, she's married.
I guess that lets me out.

- Why, have you seen Jenny?
- No. It's no use.

I don't know, Ted.
Maybe I'm just a man's man.

I'm getting disgusted
with married life.

Is this what I'm supposed to wear
in the opening?

But that's the finest creation
we ever made.

I don't like it.

But you okayed the sketches--

I won't wear it.
Make me something else.

- We haven't time, you have to wear it.
- I don't have to do anything.

- Hey.
- Please, Miss James.

Where's that arrangement for me?

- Here it is, Miss James.
- What are you waiting for? Play it.

Stop it. Stop it.

I couldn't dance to that.
Nobody could.

- Are you trying to ruin me?
- That's a swell number.

The more you hear it,
the more you like it.

It's awful.

If that's the best you could do,
I won't even bother to rehearse.

Well, I may be crazy,
but I think it's a great number.

Nora. Come here.

- Did you hear that number?
- Yes, sir.

Can you dance to it?

Well, I think so.

Go ahead and try it.

But, Mr. McKay,
are you sure Miss James won't mind?

Go ahead and try it. Let's have it.

All right.

Stop it.

Just what do you think you're doing,
making a fool out of me?

- But I didn't mean--
- I don't care what you meant.

When I want 5- and 10-cent store dames
doing my numbers, I'll let you know.

Are you trying to show me up
in front of the whole company?

We'll see about that.
Fire her this minute, do you hear me?

- Calm down.
- Get rid of her.

- She's your understudy.
- I don't need one.

I've got a fortune in this show.

You can't tell me
how to run my company.

I can't, can't I?

Well, take your choice.
Either she goes or I go.

I'm sorry, Nora...

...but I'll have to let you go.

Please, Mr. McKay.

It wasn't my fault, really.

I know.

And the tough part of it is
there's nothing I can do about it.

I'm sorry.

- Well, hello, Jenny.
- Hello, Ted.

Well, well.

Ted, something terrible has happened.

- What is it? Something happen to Nora?
- Well, yes.

Well, what is it?

Well, I might as well start
at the beginning.

In the first place,
Nora isn't married.

She isn't married?

No, she just said that to help me
and beside that, she loves you.

She loves--?

Well, what about that baby?

Oh, that's my baby and I'm gonna tell
Gunny just as soon as I see him.

- Oh, Gunny's the father?
- Yeah. Ain't nature wonderful?

Well, what about Nora?

- Nora was fired today.
- Fired?

Lucy James made Mr. McKay fire her.

- Oh, she did, huh?
- Yeah.

Just kicked her out of the show, huh?

- Isn't that a dirty trick?
- Well, how do you like that?

- Can you keep a secret?
- I'll try.

I'm gonna get Nora a better job.
Come on.

Hello.

It's Mr. McKay.

Hello, Mac.

How's the show coming along?

Oh, swell.

Hey, you want a hot tip
for your column tomorrow?

Well, if it's hot, let's have it.

Well, this is plenty hot.
Now, get this--

To marry Ted Barker, former sailor.

Extra, extra.
Famous actress to marry ex-sailor.

Extra, extra. Read all about it.
Lucy James to marry Ted Barker.

- Who put this in the paper?
- I don't know.

You're lying.
I told you what I'd do if this broke.

- I didn't do it. I don't know who did.
- You did it. Who else would?

Now, get this through
your thick head.

If your show opens tonight,
it'll open without me.

Now get out of here.

- You can't get away with this.
- Oh, yes, I can.

You walk out, you'll never be in another
Broadway show as long as you live.

Get out!

Get out of here!

Come in.

Barker, something tells me that you've got
more brains than I gave you credit for.

But you're not gonna get
away with it.

- I don't get it.
- Oh, yes, you do.

That was clever trick,
trying to muscle in your girlfriend.

But get this. Unless Lucy James goes on
tonight, there's not gonna be any show.

- No?
- No.

- Then why doesn't she go on?
- You know why and took advantage of it.

Get on that telephone,
tell her you put that in the paper.

Well, why should I?

You know well that you and Lucy James
have been making a chump of me.

I've got $100,000 tied up
in this show.

Unless you get on that telephone
and tell her, I'm gonna break your neck.

Ah-ah.

Not so many summers ago

The land of New Dealin'
Was feelin' so low

That even folks
In darkest Washington knew

Wha-hoo

Something had to be done

So they called
The country's cleverest ginks

To figure some plot out
To blot out the jinx

Yet no one had a mumblin' word to say

'Cept Professor Cab Calloway

That ol' man, Calloway

But Cab the wise
Rose and said to these guys

"If you're fixin' to beat
this whole thing

As a Harlem resident
Mr. President

- I say
CHORUS: He say

- Give 'em
CHORUS: Give 'em

- Swing"
CHORUS: Doo wop, doo wop

Zoo zad, zoo zad, zoo zad

Now everybody's happy

And everyone's gay

'Cause every little mammy and pappy

Is swingin' the jinx away

What is that thing
they're all a-singing?

Why, that's hi-de-hi-de-hey

'Cause everybody's
buckin' and wingin'

Swingin' the jinx away

From fair Niagara's fountains
To the far Rocky Mountains

They're swingin', swingin' away

From the Suwannee River
To the home of the flivver

They're swingin', swingin' away

Now everybody's happy
And everybody's okay

'Cause you can't be blue
When she's clingin' to you

And you're swingin' the jinx away

Three cheers for the red,
white and blue

Blue is one thing that we ain't
'Cause we swing without restraint

Cheer for the red, white and blue

Blues and torch songs
have been banned

Rhythm is our platform
And Columbia is queen of the swingtime

Sweet swingtime

Three cheers for the red, white

And everybody's happy
And everybody's okay

- 'Cause you can't be blue
CHORUS: Can't be blue

When she's clingin' to you

- And you're swingin'
CHORUS: Yeah, yeah

- You're swingin'
CHORUS: Yeah, yeah

You're swingin' the jinx away

'Cause everybody's buckin'
and wingin'

Swingin' the jinx, swingin' the jinx
Swingin' the jinx, swingin' the jinx

Everybody's swingin' the jinx

Away

Just look at those cowboys gaily

Swingin' on the range

Swing along, little doggie

Watch those brokers
On that stock exchange

All the bulls and bears
Swing with mighty airs

Go to Hollywood and take time to scan

- Whaddya see?
- Every movie star swingin' the fan

Drive through Maine
And believe it, babe, or not

You'll see every
blue nose gettin' hot

See how Indiana meets demands

Hog breeders now
Are all leaders of bands

Look at Montana
Or Louisiana

Examine Nebraska
Or even Alaska

Visit the prisoners of Alcatraz

They're doing time
But the time is jazz

Down in Washington D.C.
The boys are making history

They're passing laws for you and me

To swing without taxation

What we really mean to say
If we can swing the jinx away

And never, ever have to pay

Then we don't need inflation

Georgia swings it, every voter

Minnesota, North Dakota

Texas swings with great bravada

Colorado and Nevada

Everybody's happy, everybody's gay

Everybody's swingin' in the U.S.A.

Swingin' the jinx, swingin' the jinx
Swingin' the jinx, swingin' the jinx

Swingin' the jinx, swingin' the jinx

One, two

Three cheers for the red,
white and blue

Way down upon the Suwannee River

Everybody's happy and everyone's gay

They swing all day

Every little mammy
and every little pappy

Is swingin' the jinx away

What is that song
CHORUS: That all the cowboys

They are a-singin' in the west?

- Why, it's hi-di
- Hi

- Hi-di
- Hey

Hi-di-hi-di-hey

And all those broncobusters
Buck around like Harlem dusters

Swingin', swingin' the jinx away

Swing and bid your troubles goodbye

Swing your troubles into the sky

High, higher up to the ceiling

High, higher, send it a-reeling

High

Gotta swing the jinx away

Swing the hi-de-hay

Hi-de-hey-de, rap tap on wood

Three cheers for the red,
white and blue

Three cheers for the red,
white and blue

The Army and Navy forever

Three cheers

For the red, white and blue

Nora. Nora, you were wonderful.

Oh, thanks, Ted.

Hello.

Oh, Mr. McKay.
Have you met Mr. Barker?

We've met before.

I've got a surprise for you.

Yeah, what is it?

Sally is our child.

- Sally?
- Yes.

Well, this is a fine time to tell me.

- Why?
- I just joined the Navy again.

I'll see you in four years.

So try to see

Your future with me

'Cause you'd be

Oh, so easy

To love