Thoroughly Modern Millie Musical Soundtrack Album Lyrics
Thoroughly Modern Millie Musical Soundtrack Lyrics
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Overture (Orchestra)
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Not for the Life of Me
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Thoroughly Modern Millie
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Not for the Life of Me 2
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - How the Other Half Lives
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Not for the Life of Me (reprise)
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - The Speed Test
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - They Don't Know
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - The Nuttycracker Suite (Orchestra)
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - What Do I Need with Love?
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Only in New York
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Jimmy
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Back at Work
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Forget About the Boy
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Ah! Sweet Mystery of Life
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - I Turned the Corner (quartet/reprise)
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Muqin
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Long as I'm Here with You
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Finale
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - The Tapioca
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Babyface
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Jazz Baby
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Do It Again!
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Poor Butterfly
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Rose of Washington Square
- Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast - Gimme Gimme
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Not for the Life of Me
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
MILLIE:
They said I would sing the homesick blues
Granny dear, Mother mine
Old and gray at twenty-nine
Calloused hands, broken heart
Dreams that die before you start
I ain't got nothing, so I ain't got nothing to lose!
Who needs a hat? Who needs a purse?
And who needs you, mister whoever-you-are,
'cause I'm a pioneer woman, pal!
The Woolworth building! The Met Life Tower!
There's gold in them there hills, and I'm gonna get it or die trying!
Days of yore, kind and gentle
As me if I'm sentimental!
Not for the life of me
Boh-doh-dee-oh
Not for the life of
Not for the life of
Not for the life of me!
(Meanwhile, in the lobby of the Hotel Priscilla)
GLORIA, ALICE, RITA, RUTH, CORA and LUCILLE:
Burn the bridge, bet the store
Baby's coming home no more
Not for the life of me
A life that's gotta be more than a one-light town
Where the light is always red
Gotta be more than an old ghost town
Where the ghost ain't even dead
Clap your hands, just because
Where I am ain't where I was
Not for the life of
Me, Me, Me, Me, Me
Boh-doh-dee-oh
Not for the life of
Not for the life of me!
They said I would sing the homesick blues
Granny dear, Mother mine
Old and gray at twenty-nine
Calloused hands, broken heart
Dreams that die before you start
I ain't got nothing, so I ain't got nothing to lose!
Who needs a hat? Who needs a purse?
And who needs you, mister whoever-you-are,
'cause I'm a pioneer woman, pal!
The Woolworth building! The Met Life Tower!
There's gold in them there hills, and I'm gonna get it or die trying!
Days of yore, kind and gentle
As me if I'm sentimental!
Not for the life of me
Boh-doh-dee-oh
Not for the life of
Not for the life of
Not for the life of me!
(Meanwhile, in the lobby of the Hotel Priscilla)
GLORIA, ALICE, RITA, RUTH, CORA and LUCILLE:
Burn the bridge, bet the store
Baby's coming home no more
Not for the life of me
A life that's gotta be more than a one-light town
Where the light is always red
Gotta be more than an old ghost town
Where the ghost ain't even dead
Clap your hands, just because
Where I am ain't where I was
Not for the life of
Me, Me, Me, Me, Me
Boh-doh-dee-oh
Not for the life of
Not for the life of me!
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Thoroughly Modern Millie
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
ENSEMBLE MEN:
There are those, I suppose
Think we're mad, heaven knows
The world has gone to rack and to ruin
WOMAN #1:
What we think is chic
WOMAN #2:
Unique
WOMEN #3 & #4:
And quite adorable
ENSEMBLE WOMEN:
They think is odd and "Sodom and Gomorrah"-ble!
MILLIE:
But the fact is,
Everything today is thoroughly modern
ENSEMBLE:
Check your personality
MILLIE:
Everything today makes yesterday slow
ENSEMBLE:
Better face reality
MILLIE:
It's not insanity
Says Vanity Fair
In fact, it's stylish to
MILLIE AND ENSEMBLE WOMEN:
Raise your skirts and bob your hair
MILLIE:
Have you seen the way they kiss in the movies
ENSEMBLE MEN:
Isn't it delectable?
MILLIE AND ENSEMBLE WOMEN:
Painting lips and pencil lining your brow
Now is quite respectable
MILLIE:
Good-bye, good goody girl
I'm changing and how
ENSEMBLE:
So beat the drums 'cause here comes
Thoroughly Modern Millie now
What we think is chic, unique and quite adorable
They think is odd and "Sodom and Gomorrah"-ble!
But the fact is
Everything today is thoroughly modern
ENSEMBLE MEN:
Bands are getting jazzier
ENSEMBLE:
Everything today is starting to go
ENSEMBLE WOMEN:
Cars are getting snazzier
ENSEMBLE:
Men say it's criminal what women'll do
What they're forgetting is
MILLIE:
This is 1922!
MILLIE AND ENSEMBLE:
Good-bye, good goody girl
I'm changing and how
MILLIE: I'm changing and how!
ALL:
So beat the drums 'cause here comes thoroughly
Hot off the press! One step ahead! Jazz age!
Whoopee baby! We're so thoroughly modern
MILLIE:
Millie!
ALL:
Now!
There are those, I suppose
Think we're mad, heaven knows
The world has gone to rack and to ruin
WOMAN #1:
What we think is chic
WOMAN #2:
Unique
WOMEN #3 & #4:
And quite adorable
ENSEMBLE WOMEN:
They think is odd and "Sodom and Gomorrah"-ble!
MILLIE:
But the fact is,
Everything today is thoroughly modern
ENSEMBLE:
Check your personality
MILLIE:
Everything today makes yesterday slow
ENSEMBLE:
Better face reality
MILLIE:
It's not insanity
Says Vanity Fair
In fact, it's stylish to
MILLIE AND ENSEMBLE WOMEN:
Raise your skirts and bob your hair
MILLIE:
Have you seen the way they kiss in the movies
ENSEMBLE MEN:
Isn't it delectable?
MILLIE AND ENSEMBLE WOMEN:
Painting lips and pencil lining your brow
Now is quite respectable
MILLIE:
Good-bye, good goody girl
I'm changing and how
ENSEMBLE:
So beat the drums 'cause here comes
Thoroughly Modern Millie now
What we think is chic, unique and quite adorable
They think is odd and "Sodom and Gomorrah"-ble!
But the fact is
Everything today is thoroughly modern
ENSEMBLE MEN:
Bands are getting jazzier
ENSEMBLE:
Everything today is starting to go
ENSEMBLE WOMEN:
Cars are getting snazzier
ENSEMBLE:
Men say it's criminal what women'll do
What they're forgetting is
MILLIE:
This is 1922!
MILLIE AND ENSEMBLE:
Good-bye, good goody girl
I'm changing and how
MILLIE: I'm changing and how!
ALL:
So beat the drums 'cause here comes thoroughly
Hot off the press! One step ahead! Jazz age!
Whoopee baby! We're so thoroughly modern
MILLIE:
Millie!
ALL:
Now!
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
Not for the Life of Me 2
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
MILLIE:
They said I would sing the homesick blues
Granny dear, Mother mine
Old and gray at twenty-nine
Calloused hands, broken heart
Dreams that die before you start
I ain't got nothing, so I ain't got nothing to lose!
Who needs a hat? Who needs a purse?
And who needs you, mister whoever-you-are,
'cause I'm a pioneer woman, pal!
The Woolworth building! The Met Life Tower!
There's gold in them there hills, and I'm gonna get it or die trying!
Days of yore, kind and gentle
As me if I'm sentimental!
Not for the life of me
Boh-doh-dee-oh
Not for the life of
Not for the life of
Not for the life of me!
(Meanwhile, in the lobby of the Hotel Priscilla)
GLORIA, ALICE, RITA, RUTH, CORA and LUCILLE:
Burn the bridge, bet the store
Baby's coming home no more
Not for the life of me
A life that's gotta be more than a one-light town
Where the light is always red
Gotta be more than an old ghost town
Where the ghost ain't even dead
Clap your hands, just because
Where I am ain't where I was
Not for the life of
Me, Me, Me, Me, Me
Boh-doh-dee-oh
Not for the life of
Not for the life of me!
They said I would sing the homesick blues
Granny dear, Mother mine
Old and gray at twenty-nine
Calloused hands, broken heart
Dreams that die before you start
I ain't got nothing, so I ain't got nothing to lose!
Who needs a hat? Who needs a purse?
And who needs you, mister whoever-you-are,
'cause I'm a pioneer woman, pal!
The Woolworth building! The Met Life Tower!
There's gold in them there hills, and I'm gonna get it or die trying!
Days of yore, kind and gentle
As me if I'm sentimental!
Not for the life of me
Boh-doh-dee-oh
Not for the life of
Not for the life of
Not for the life of me!
(Meanwhile, in the lobby of the Hotel Priscilla)
GLORIA, ALICE, RITA, RUTH, CORA and LUCILLE:
Burn the bridge, bet the store
Baby's coming home no more
Not for the life of me
A life that's gotta be more than a one-light town
Where the light is always red
Gotta be more than an old ghost town
Where the ghost ain't even dead
Clap your hands, just because
Where I am ain't where I was
Not for the life of
Me, Me, Me, Me, Me
Boh-doh-dee-oh
Not for the life of
Not for the life of me!
Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
How the Other Half Lives
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
MISS DOROTHY:
This is living!
This is what I call living
I've hungered for this day
Since Heaven knows when
Year after year with a secret yen
All of my prayers, all my desire
Ev'ry waking moment with my heart afire!
Give me the meat without the gravy
I'll take the oyster sans the pearl
Pinching pennies, clipping coupons
See a brand new world unfurl
Let me brown bag all my lunches
Try my hand at canned cuisine
A Berlitz class I long to pass
How the other half
How the other half lives!
No fourteen-karat cronies, phonies
Fair-weather friends
I want an "on-the-dole" mate, soulmate
Stormy-weather friends
Pour me the milk but hold the honey
Bring on those funny money woes
Paying Paul by robbing Peter
Layaway to buy my clothes
Summer on the Isle of Coney
Winter in Hell's Kitchenette
I'll turn my dial to rank and file
How the other half -
MILLIE:
How the other half lives!
Poor? Not me, honey
I don't want those money woes
I'll marry Paul or Dave or Rob or Peter
So I can buy my clothes at Saks Fifth Avenue
Bergdorf Goodman too
The privileged few plus you-know-who
How the other half
BOTH:
How the other half lives!
MILLIE:
I'm on the way up!
MISS DOROTHY:
I'm on the way down!
MILLIE:
It's a good thing we met in the middle!
MISS DOROTHY:
Pour me the milk but hold the honey
Bring on those funny money woes
Paying Paul by robbing Peter
Layaway to buy my clothes
Summer on the Isle of Coney
Winter in Hell's Kitchenette
MILLIE (at the same time):
Poor? Not me, honey
I don't want those money woes
I'll marry Paul or Dave or Rob or Peter
So I can buy my clothes at Saks Fifth Avenue
Bergdorf Goodman too
MISS DOROTHY:
A wild sojourn
MILLIE:
So I can learn
BOTH:
Livin' like the other half!
This is living!
This is what I call living
I've hungered for this day
Since Heaven knows when
Year after year with a secret yen
All of my prayers, all my desire
Ev'ry waking moment with my heart afire!
Give me the meat without the gravy
I'll take the oyster sans the pearl
Pinching pennies, clipping coupons
See a brand new world unfurl
Let me brown bag all my lunches
Try my hand at canned cuisine
A Berlitz class I long to pass
How the other half
How the other half lives!
No fourteen-karat cronies, phonies
Fair-weather friends
I want an "on-the-dole" mate, soulmate
Stormy-weather friends
Pour me the milk but hold the honey
Bring on those funny money woes
Paying Paul by robbing Peter
Layaway to buy my clothes
Summer on the Isle of Coney
Winter in Hell's Kitchenette
I'll turn my dial to rank and file
How the other half -
MILLIE:
How the other half lives!
Poor? Not me, honey
I don't want those money woes
I'll marry Paul or Dave or Rob or Peter
So I can buy my clothes at Saks Fifth Avenue
Bergdorf Goodman too
The privileged few plus you-know-who
How the other half
BOTH:
How the other half lives!
MILLIE:
I'm on the way up!
MISS DOROTHY:
I'm on the way down!
MILLIE:
It's a good thing we met in the middle!
MISS DOROTHY:
Pour me the milk but hold the honey
Bring on those funny money woes
Paying Paul by robbing Peter
Layaway to buy my clothes
Summer on the Isle of Coney
Winter in Hell's Kitchenette
MILLIE (at the same time):
Poor? Not me, honey
I don't want those money woes
I'll marry Paul or Dave or Rob or Peter
So I can buy my clothes at Saks Fifth Avenue
Bergdorf Goodman too
MISS DOROTHY:
A wild sojourn
MILLIE:
So I can learn
BOTH:
Livin' like the other half!
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Not for the Life of Me (reprise)
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
CHING HO:
Qiao shaodiao. Dian dadu. (Burn the bridge. Bet the store.)
Guaiguai bu zai hui jia liao (Baby's coming home no more)
Zhe shenghuo wo bu yao (Not for the life of me)
BUN FOO:
Shenghuo yao bi yi-deng (A life that's gotta be more)
Xiao zhen geng fanrong (than a one-light town)
Er deng shi yongyuan hong (where the light is always red)
BOTH:
Shenghyuo yao bi gui cheng geng renao (Gotta be more than an old ghost town)
Lian Gui guai dou huozhe (Where the ghost ain't even dead)
Jia you! Jia you! Jia you! (Go team! Go team! Go team!)
Paipai shou zhi dao ma (Clap your hands just because)
Wode jintian bushi guoqu (Don't you know that where I am)
Yiyang la (ain't where I was)
Zhe shenghuo wo bu yao (Not for the life of me)
Boh-doh-dee-oh
Zhe shenghuo wo bu yao (Not for the life of me)
Qiao shaodiao. Dian dadu. (Burn the bridge. Bet the store.)
Guaiguai bu zai hui jia liao (Baby's coming home no more)
Zhe shenghuo wo bu yao (Not for the life of me)
BUN FOO:
Shenghuo yao bi yi-deng (A life that's gotta be more)
Xiao zhen geng fanrong (than a one-light town)
Er deng shi yongyuan hong (where the light is always red)
BOTH:
Shenghyuo yao bi gui cheng geng renao (Gotta be more than an old ghost town)
Lian Gui guai dou huozhe (Where the ghost ain't even dead)
Jia you! Jia you! Jia you! (Go team! Go team! Go team!)
Paipai shou zhi dao ma (Clap your hands just because)
Wode jintian bushi guoqu (Don't you know that where I am)
Yiyang la (ain't where I was)
Zhe shenghuo wo bu yao (Not for the life of me)
Boh-doh-dee-oh
Zhe shenghuo wo bu yao (Not for the life of me)
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The Speed Test
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
(Spoken)
Mr. Graydon: To Mr. John Hudson, Hudson's Floor Wax. You'll find an invoice in the file for the address. "Dear Mr. Hudson." Colon.
(Sings)
My eyes are fully open to my awful situation,
So I'm writing you a letter to demand an explanation.
When the floor wax that we bought from you arrived here Monday morning,
We discovered upon usage that the fume should have a warning.
Since the only possibility is that your wax is rancid,
I request a full refund of all the money we
(an elaborate vocal flourish)
Advan-ced.
(back to business)
And unless you can convince me you've improved the floor wax batter,
We will take our business elsewhere, so I hope you solve this matter.
(Spoken)
Mr. Graydon: How's my speed, Miss Dillmount?
Millie: A little slow, perhaps.
Mr. Graydon: Ah...
(Sings at faster tempo)
Enclosed you'll find a small container of the stuff I talk about,
Just carefully remove the lid and take e a whiff if you've in doubt.
I'm sure you wouldn't want me to alert the daily papers
With the news of how our office was affected by your vapors,
Which is why I choose to write to you a confidential letter
Full of strong recommendations that you make your floor wax better.
I just hope it won't require us to have our floor relaid, and
If it does you may expect a bill. Sincerely, Trevor Graydon.
(Spoken)
Mr. Graydon: Read that back to me, please.
Millie: Certainly. "Dear Mr. Hudson." Colon.
(Sings at a faster tempo)
My eyes are fully open to my awful situation,
So I'm writing you a letter to demand an explanation.
When the floor wax that we bought from you arrived here Monday morning,
We discovered upon usage that the fume should have a warning.
Since the only possibility is that your wax is rancid,
I request a full refund of all the money we
(Imitating his elaborate vocal flourish)
Advan-ced.
(Spoken)
Mr. Graydon: Nice!
(Millie continues)
And unless you can convince me you've improved the floor wax batter,
We will take our business elsewhere, so I hope you solve this matter.
(Spoken)
Mr. Graydon: Not half bad. Please continue.
(Millie sings at a faster tempo)
Enclosed you'll find a small container of the stuff I talk about.
Just carefully remove the lid and take a whiff if you've a doubt.
I'm sure you wouldn't want me to alert the daily papers
With the news of how our office was affected by your vapors.
Which is why I choose to write to you a confidential letter
Full of strong recommendations that you make your floor wax better.
I just hope it won't require us to have our floor relaid, and
If it does, you may expect a bill, Sincerely, Trevor Graydon.
(Spoken)
Mr. Graydon: Miss Dillmount, may I speak frankly?
Millie: Yes?
(Mr. Graydon sings)
If I could be so lucky as to have a good stenographer,
To keep this place as up-to-date as her short skirt and bobbed coiffure.
I wouldn't have to worry 'bout our soured office planking,
And could concentrate on generating profits ripe for banking.
That is why I'm testing you with this outrageous correspondence,
Which I don't intend to actually mail to the respondents.
(Spoken)
So,
(Sings)
If you can make sense of my unintelligible patter,
Then the job is yours and Hudson's floor wax really doesn't matter.
Millie: Hudson's floor wax doesn't matter? Matter, matter, matter, matter. Hudson's floor wax doesn't matter! Matter, matter, matter.
Mr. Graydon (at the same time):
Hudson's floor wax doesn't matter! Matter, matter, matter, matter. Hudson's floor wax doesn't matter!
Miss Flannery and Stenogs (at the same time): Hudson's floor wax doesn't matter! Matter, matter, matter, matter.
(Spoken)
Mr. Graydon: I want that letter on my desk in two minutes flat. Man your machine! Go!
(Millie types with Stenogs, but twice as fast, whom are clearly impressed. Fire Clerks and Speed Tappists challenge Millie with tap steps, which she executes flawlessly while continuing to type. As all but Millie dance, all freeze when...)
Mr. Graydon: Thirty seconds, Miss Dillmount. Flannery?!
(He says as he leaves with Miss Flannery following. All remain dancing until Mr. Graydon renters with Miss Flannery.)
Mr. Graydon: Time!
(Mr. Graydon yanks the letter from Millie's typewriter as everyone gather round him. He reads the letter.)
Mr. Graydon: "Dear Mr. Hudson."
Miss Flannery and Office Workers: Colon.
(Sings at an even faster tempo, while Miss Flannery and Office Workers sing "Matter" repeatedly)
My eyes are fully open to my awful situation,
So I'm writing you a letter to demand an explanation.
When the floor wax that we bought from you arrived here Monday morning,
We discovered upon usage that the fume should have a warning.
Since the only possibility is that your wax is rancid,
I request a full refund of all the money we advanced.
And unless you can convince me you've improved the floor wax batter, we will take our business elsewhere, so I hope you solve this matter.
Miss Flannery and Stenogs: So I hope you solve this matter, so I hope you solve this matter. Matter, matter, matter, matter. So I hope you solve this matter. Matter, matter, matter, matter.
File Clerks and Speed Tappists (at the same time): "So I hope you solve this matter. Matter, matter, matter, matter.
So I hope you solve this matter.
Miss Flannery and Office Workers: So I hope you sovlve this matter.
So I hope you solve this matter.
So I hope you solve this matter. Matter, matter, matter, matter!
(Spoken)
Mr Graydon: Going on!
(Continues reading letter. He sings as fast as possible while clearly enunciating every word. Everyone stays silent and listens.)
Enclosed you'll find a smaller container of the stuff I talk about,
Just carefully remove the lid and take a whiff, if you've in doubt.
I'm sure you wouldn't want me to alert the daily papers
With the news of how our office was affected by your vapors.
Which is why I choose to write to you a confidential letter
Full of strong recommendations that you make your floor wax better.
I just hope it won't require us to have our floor relaid, and If it does, you may expect a bill. Sincerely, Trevor Graydon.
(A dramatic pause, then to Millie.)
You have made the team, Miss Dillmount!
Miss Flannery and Office Workers: You have made the team, Miss Dillmount!
(Millie, To Office Workers)
Tell me where my desk is, where we eat lunch, how much I'll be paid. And nice to meet you, I know we'll be friends, just call me Millie Graydon.
All Minus Millie: Millie Graydon?
(Spoken)
Millie: I mean Dillmount!
(Sing)
All Minus Millie: Millie Dillmount?
(Spoken to herself)
Millie: Someday Graydon.
(Sing)
All Minus Millie: Graydon? Dillmount? Dillmount? Graydon? Graydon? Dillmount?
(Spoken)
Millie: Graydon!
(All Sings.)
Aaaaaah!
Mr. Graydon: To Mr. John Hudson, Hudson's Floor Wax. You'll find an invoice in the file for the address. "Dear Mr. Hudson." Colon.
(Sings)
My eyes are fully open to my awful situation,
So I'm writing you a letter to demand an explanation.
When the floor wax that we bought from you arrived here Monday morning,
We discovered upon usage that the fume should have a warning.
Since the only possibility is that your wax is rancid,
I request a full refund of all the money we
(an elaborate vocal flourish)
Advan-ced.
(back to business)
And unless you can convince me you've improved the floor wax batter,
We will take our business elsewhere, so I hope you solve this matter.
(Spoken)
Mr. Graydon: How's my speed, Miss Dillmount?
Millie: A little slow, perhaps.
Mr. Graydon: Ah...
(Sings at faster tempo)
Enclosed you'll find a small container of the stuff I talk about,
Just carefully remove the lid and take e a whiff if you've in doubt.
I'm sure you wouldn't want me to alert the daily papers
With the news of how our office was affected by your vapors,
Which is why I choose to write to you a confidential letter
Full of strong recommendations that you make your floor wax better.
I just hope it won't require us to have our floor relaid, and
If it does you may expect a bill. Sincerely, Trevor Graydon.
(Spoken)
Mr. Graydon: Read that back to me, please.
Millie: Certainly. "Dear Mr. Hudson." Colon.
(Sings at a faster tempo)
My eyes are fully open to my awful situation,
So I'm writing you a letter to demand an explanation.
When the floor wax that we bought from you arrived here Monday morning,
We discovered upon usage that the fume should have a warning.
Since the only possibility is that your wax is rancid,
I request a full refund of all the money we
(Imitating his elaborate vocal flourish)
Advan-ced.
(Spoken)
Mr. Graydon: Nice!
(Millie continues)
And unless you can convince me you've improved the floor wax batter,
We will take our business elsewhere, so I hope you solve this matter.
(Spoken)
Mr. Graydon: Not half bad. Please continue.
(Millie sings at a faster tempo)
Enclosed you'll find a small container of the stuff I talk about.
Just carefully remove the lid and take a whiff if you've a doubt.
I'm sure you wouldn't want me to alert the daily papers
With the news of how our office was affected by your vapors.
Which is why I choose to write to you a confidential letter
Full of strong recommendations that you make your floor wax better.
I just hope it won't require us to have our floor relaid, and
If it does, you may expect a bill, Sincerely, Trevor Graydon.
(Spoken)
Mr. Graydon: Miss Dillmount, may I speak frankly?
Millie: Yes?
(Mr. Graydon sings)
If I could be so lucky as to have a good stenographer,
To keep this place as up-to-date as her short skirt and bobbed coiffure.
I wouldn't have to worry 'bout our soured office planking,
And could concentrate on generating profits ripe for banking.
That is why I'm testing you with this outrageous correspondence,
Which I don't intend to actually mail to the respondents.
(Spoken)
So,
(Sings)
If you can make sense of my unintelligible patter,
Then the job is yours and Hudson's floor wax really doesn't matter.
Millie: Hudson's floor wax doesn't matter? Matter, matter, matter, matter. Hudson's floor wax doesn't matter! Matter, matter, matter.
Mr. Graydon (at the same time):
Hudson's floor wax doesn't matter! Matter, matter, matter, matter. Hudson's floor wax doesn't matter!
Miss Flannery and Stenogs (at the same time): Hudson's floor wax doesn't matter! Matter, matter, matter, matter.
(Spoken)
Mr. Graydon: I want that letter on my desk in two minutes flat. Man your machine! Go!
(Millie types with Stenogs, but twice as fast, whom are clearly impressed. Fire Clerks and Speed Tappists challenge Millie with tap steps, which she executes flawlessly while continuing to type. As all but Millie dance, all freeze when...)
Mr. Graydon: Thirty seconds, Miss Dillmount. Flannery?!
(He says as he leaves with Miss Flannery following. All remain dancing until Mr. Graydon renters with Miss Flannery.)
Mr. Graydon: Time!
(Mr. Graydon yanks the letter from Millie's typewriter as everyone gather round him. He reads the letter.)
Mr. Graydon: "Dear Mr. Hudson."
Miss Flannery and Office Workers: Colon.
(Sings at an even faster tempo, while Miss Flannery and Office Workers sing "Matter" repeatedly)
My eyes are fully open to my awful situation,
So I'm writing you a letter to demand an explanation.
When the floor wax that we bought from you arrived here Monday morning,
We discovered upon usage that the fume should have a warning.
Since the only possibility is that your wax is rancid,
I request a full refund of all the money we advanced.
And unless you can convince me you've improved the floor wax batter, we will take our business elsewhere, so I hope you solve this matter.
Miss Flannery and Stenogs: So I hope you solve this matter, so I hope you solve this matter. Matter, matter, matter, matter. So I hope you solve this matter. Matter, matter, matter, matter.
File Clerks and Speed Tappists (at the same time): "So I hope you solve this matter. Matter, matter, matter, matter.
So I hope you solve this matter.
Miss Flannery and Office Workers: So I hope you sovlve this matter.
So I hope you solve this matter.
So I hope you solve this matter. Matter, matter, matter, matter!
(Spoken)
Mr Graydon: Going on!
(Continues reading letter. He sings as fast as possible while clearly enunciating every word. Everyone stays silent and listens.)
Enclosed you'll find a smaller container of the stuff I talk about,
Just carefully remove the lid and take a whiff, if you've in doubt.
I'm sure you wouldn't want me to alert the daily papers
With the news of how our office was affected by your vapors.
Which is why I choose to write to you a confidential letter
Full of strong recommendations that you make your floor wax better.
I just hope it won't require us to have our floor relaid, and If it does, you may expect a bill. Sincerely, Trevor Graydon.
(A dramatic pause, then to Millie.)
You have made the team, Miss Dillmount!
Miss Flannery and Office Workers: You have made the team, Miss Dillmount!
(Millie, To Office Workers)
Tell me where my desk is, where we eat lunch, how much I'll be paid. And nice to meet you, I know we'll be friends, just call me Millie Graydon.
All Minus Millie: Millie Graydon?
(Spoken)
Millie: I mean Dillmount!
(Sing)
All Minus Millie: Millie Dillmount?
(Spoken to herself)
Millie: Someday Graydon.
(Sing)
All Minus Millie: Graydon? Dillmount? Dillmount? Graydon? Graydon? Dillmount?
(Spoken)
Millie: Graydon!
(All Sings.)
Aaaaaah!
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They Don't Know
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
MRS. MEERS:
They don't know my flair for the dramatic
Not a clue, the talent I possess
Pretty girls, but not much in the attic
Face-to-face with genius, and they never guess
They don't know they're staring at an artist
Highly trained to take on any role
Skillful mime, and brilliant laundry cart-ist
Seeking retribution for the life they stole
I almost acted Chekhov, Ibsen, Shaw, Moliere
I almost starred as Peter Pan; imagine moi midair!
I almost tackled Shakespeare, a blushing Juliet
And if the house were big enough I still could play her yet!
They don't know I'm hotter news than Duse
Helen Hayes and Bernhardt all in one
They're on top, and I look like the loser
Wait and see who's standing when my play is done
So welcome all ye bright young ladies
You're checking into Hotel Hades
I won't stand by while critics praise ya
You're getting shipped to Southeast Asia
But they don't know, they don't know
Sad to be all alone in the world
But they don't know
They don't know my flair for the dramatic
Not a clue, the talent I possess
Pretty girls, but not much in the attic
Face-to-face with genius, and they never guess
They don't know they're staring at an artist
Highly trained to take on any role
Skillful mime, and brilliant laundry cart-ist
Seeking retribution for the life they stole
I almost acted Chekhov, Ibsen, Shaw, Moliere
I almost starred as Peter Pan; imagine moi midair!
I almost tackled Shakespeare, a blushing Juliet
And if the house were big enough I still could play her yet!
They don't know I'm hotter news than Duse
Helen Hayes and Bernhardt all in one
They're on top, and I look like the loser
Wait and see who's standing when my play is done
So welcome all ye bright young ladies
You're checking into Hotel Hades
I won't stand by while critics praise ya
You're getting shipped to Southeast Asia
But they don't know, they don't know
Sad to be all alone in the world
But they don't know
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Copyright: Lyrics © Original Writer and Publisher
What Do I Need with Love?
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
JIMMY:
Oh, the places I would like to show you
Although I hardly know you
I've a funny feeling we make a perfect pair
Famous sites I want to see you seeing
Then nights of you and me-ing
Me. You. We -
Wait a minute! Just a minute! No, no, no, no!
I'm a Joe with just one aim
Ev'ry night to date a diff'rent dame
Call each one of 'em the same pet name
"Hey, baby!"
In a row, I have my ducks
Loads of gals to give me loads of yucks
Leave the cooing to the other clucks
I don't mean maybe
Got it good. What do I need with love?
Always practice what I preach
Keep temptation out of easy reach
Stick to dolls who wash their hair in bleach
I'm happy
Come and go the way I choose
Never gonna sing the tied-down blues
Other guys would kill to fill my shoes
No wing-clipped sappy
Got it good. What do I need with love?
That was a near miss, talk about a close shave
Flirted with disaster
There must be someone up there watching over me
Talk about a four-leaf-clover-me
Peter Rabbit's missing footsie
Means I roll without a tootsie
Got it good. What do I need with love?
I got it good. What do I need with love?
Skip the vows and all that rot
Tell the minister that "I do" not
Bright and breezy is the -
Birds and bees-y is the -
Free and easy is the life I got
Without her.
Although I hardly know you
What do I need with love?
I got it good
Got it good
But now I got it bad!
Oh, the places I would like to show you
Although I hardly know you
I've a funny feeling we make a perfect pair
Famous sites I want to see you seeing
Then nights of you and me-ing
Me. You. We -
Wait a minute! Just a minute! No, no, no, no!
I'm a Joe with just one aim
Ev'ry night to date a diff'rent dame
Call each one of 'em the same pet name
"Hey, baby!"
In a row, I have my ducks
Loads of gals to give me loads of yucks
Leave the cooing to the other clucks
I don't mean maybe
Got it good. What do I need with love?
Always practice what I preach
Keep temptation out of easy reach
Stick to dolls who wash their hair in bleach
I'm happy
Come and go the way I choose
Never gonna sing the tied-down blues
Other guys would kill to fill my shoes
No wing-clipped sappy
Got it good. What do I need with love?
That was a near miss, talk about a close shave
Flirted with disaster
There must be someone up there watching over me
Talk about a four-leaf-clover-me
Peter Rabbit's missing footsie
Means I roll without a tootsie
Got it good. What do I need with love?
I got it good. What do I need with love?
Skip the vows and all that rot
Tell the minister that "I do" not
Bright and breezy is the -
Birds and bees-y is the -
Free and easy is the life I got
Without her.
Although I hardly know you
What do I need with love?
I got it good
Got it good
But now I got it bad!
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Only in New York
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
MUZZY:
The wonders of the world are said to stop at seven
But truth to tell my figures don't agree
I number them at eight, with one so close to Heaven
The others pale, their magic stale
Just take a look and see
Step right up to Treasure Isle
Ev'ry inch of it, a sky-high mile
Fairytale land
Only in New York
Hey castle-builder
Want the moon, and nothing less?
Work for years, then overnight success
I know firsthand
Only in New York
Each day it's free admission to those who dream
You set your sights all the way upstream
Off you go, for you know that cream will rise
Make that wish, seek that thrill
Come and get it, 'cause you always will
Strike up the band
Only in New York
Each day it's free admission to those who dream
You set your sights all the way upstream
Off you go, for you know that cream will rise
Rise!
New, improved and rearranged
It's ever-changing, yet it's never changed
Life on command
Hear what I'm saying, oh but it's grand
That's why I'm staying, right here as planned
Only in New York
Only in New York
Only in New York
The wonders of the world are said to stop at seven
But truth to tell my figures don't agree
I number them at eight, with one so close to Heaven
The others pale, their magic stale
Just take a look and see
Step right up to Treasure Isle
Ev'ry inch of it, a sky-high mile
Fairytale land
Only in New York
Hey castle-builder
Want the moon, and nothing less?
Work for years, then overnight success
I know firsthand
Only in New York
Each day it's free admission to those who dream
You set your sights all the way upstream
Off you go, for you know that cream will rise
Make that wish, seek that thrill
Come and get it, 'cause you always will
Strike up the band
Only in New York
Each day it's free admission to those who dream
You set your sights all the way upstream
Off you go, for you know that cream will rise
Rise!
New, improved and rearranged
It's ever-changing, yet it's never changed
Life on command
Hear what I'm saying, oh but it's grand
That's why I'm staying, right here as planned
Only in New York
Only in New York
Only in New York
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Jimmy
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
MILLIE:
Am I drunk? Or maybe I'm dreaming
I oughta be screaming! He suddenly -
Everything today is thoroughly -
Just like that, without any warning
At two in the morning, he suddenly -
Everything today is thoroughly -
Were there signs, and I didn't see them?
A random remark, occasional sigh
That day in the park, the gleam in his eye
Everything today is thoroughly -
Everything today is thoroughly -
Jimmy, oh Jimmy, silly boy
Gee, what a real swell guy
Jimmy, oh Jimmy, oh what joy
He makes my troubles fly
His glance had fireworks in it
We kissed, my heart did a
Whiz-bang, flip-flop
Heaven for a minute
Jimmy, oh Jimmy, don't you know
What I can't quite confess?
So coax me, implore me
I promise you won't bore me
Jimmy I might say yes
He makes my troubles fly
His glance had fireworks in it
We kissed, my heart did a
Whiz-bang, flip-flop
Heaven for a minute
Jimmy, oh Jimmy, don't you know
What I can't quite confess?
So coax me, implore me
I promise you won't bore me
Oh, Jimmy, I might say yes
Am I drunk? Or maybe I'm dreaming
I oughta be screaming! He suddenly -
Everything today is thoroughly -
Just like that, without any warning
At two in the morning, he suddenly -
Everything today is thoroughly -
Were there signs, and I didn't see them?
A random remark, occasional sigh
That day in the park, the gleam in his eye
Everything today is thoroughly -
Everything today is thoroughly -
Jimmy, oh Jimmy, silly boy
Gee, what a real swell guy
Jimmy, oh Jimmy, oh what joy
He makes my troubles fly
His glance had fireworks in it
We kissed, my heart did a
Whiz-bang, flip-flop
Heaven for a minute
Jimmy, oh Jimmy, don't you know
What I can't quite confess?
So coax me, implore me
I promise you won't bore me
Jimmy I might say yes
He makes my troubles fly
His glance had fireworks in it
We kissed, my heart did a
Whiz-bang, flip-flop
Heaven for a minute
Jimmy, oh Jimmy, don't you know
What I can't quite confess?
So coax me, implore me
I promise you won't bore me
Oh, Jimmy, I might say yes
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Back at Work
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
Millie:
Sincere trust? Jimmy, leave me alone!
Miss Flannery:
Personal Matter? Not on company time!
Millie:
I didn't ask him to call.
I don't want to him to call. I never want to see Jimmy Smith again.
Miss Flannery:
Good. Forget the boys Dillmount. Get yourself a canary!
Sincere trust? Jimmy, leave me alone!
Miss Flannery:
Personal Matter? Not on company time!
Millie:
I didn't ask him to call.
I don't want to him to call. I never want to see Jimmy Smith again.
Miss Flannery:
Good. Forget the boys Dillmount. Get yourself a canary!
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Forget About the Boy
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
MILLIE:
No canary in a cage for me
This canary's ready to fly free
Cut the cord
Is that a man I once adored?
He's nothing but an albatross
No great loss
Doublecrosser
Forget about the boy
Pull the plug
Ain't he the one who pulled the rug
He's lower than an alley cat
Dirty rat
And I flatter
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
And in the moonlight
Don't you think about him
Sister, you're much better off without him
You can blow the blues a kiss goodbye
And put the sun back in the sky
For when he comes crawlin'
I'm not fallin'
Shout hooray and halleluh!
Now me and mister wrong are through
I'll find myself another beau
Who I know is no rover
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
Forget about -
Jimmy, oh Jimmy, Jimmy
TYPIST #1:
Horace
TYPIST #2:
Danny
TYPIST #3:
Milton
TYPIST #4:
Percy
TYPIST #5:
Edgar
TYPIST #6:
Timothy
TYPIST #7:
Alfred
TYPIST #8:
Vito Carbone
TYPIST #9:
Benjamin Pratt, the third
TYPIST #10:
Teddy Morgan
MISS FLANNERY:
Barney Schreiber, C.P.A.
MILLIE:
Jimmy, oh Jimmy, silly boy
Gee, what a real swell guy
MISS FLANNERY and TYPISTS (at the same time):
Cut the cord, is that a man I once adored?
He's nothing but an albatross
No great loss, doublecrosser
ALL:
Forget about the boy
MILLIE:
Jimmy, oh Jimmy, what great joy
He makes my troubles fly
MISS FLANNERY and TYPISTS (at the same time):
Pull the plug, ain't he the one who pulled the rug?
He's lower than an alley cat, dirty rat
And I flatter
ALL: Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy!
(The typists break into defiant tap, topped by MISS FLANNERY in a tap solo.)
Shout hooray and halleluh!
Now that me and mister wrong are through
I'll find myself another beau
Who I know is no rover
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
And in the moonlight don't you think about him
Sister you're much better off without him
You can blow the blues a kiss goodbye
And put the sun back in the sky
MISS FLANNERY and TYPISTS:
For when he comes crawlin'
MILLIE:
I'm not fallin'
ALL:
Hallelujah!
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy!
No canary in a cage for me
This canary's ready to fly free
Cut the cord
Is that a man I once adored?
He's nothing but an albatross
No great loss
Doublecrosser
Forget about the boy
Pull the plug
Ain't he the one who pulled the rug
He's lower than an alley cat
Dirty rat
And I flatter
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
And in the moonlight
Don't you think about him
Sister, you're much better off without him
You can blow the blues a kiss goodbye
And put the sun back in the sky
For when he comes crawlin'
I'm not fallin'
Shout hooray and halleluh!
Now me and mister wrong are through
I'll find myself another beau
Who I know is no rover
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
Forget about -
Jimmy, oh Jimmy, Jimmy
TYPIST #1:
Horace
TYPIST #2:
Danny
TYPIST #3:
Milton
TYPIST #4:
Percy
TYPIST #5:
Edgar
TYPIST #6:
Timothy
TYPIST #7:
Alfred
TYPIST #8:
Vito Carbone
TYPIST #9:
Benjamin Pratt, the third
TYPIST #10:
Teddy Morgan
MISS FLANNERY:
Barney Schreiber, C.P.A.
MILLIE:
Jimmy, oh Jimmy, silly boy
Gee, what a real swell guy
MISS FLANNERY and TYPISTS (at the same time):
Cut the cord, is that a man I once adored?
He's nothing but an albatross
No great loss, doublecrosser
ALL:
Forget about the boy
MILLIE:
Jimmy, oh Jimmy, what great joy
He makes my troubles fly
MISS FLANNERY and TYPISTS (at the same time):
Pull the plug, ain't he the one who pulled the rug?
He's lower than an alley cat, dirty rat
And I flatter
ALL: Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy!
(The typists break into defiant tap, topped by MISS FLANNERY in a tap solo.)
Shout hooray and halleluh!
Now that me and mister wrong are through
I'll find myself another beau
Who I know is no rover
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
And in the moonlight don't you think about him
Sister you're much better off without him
You can blow the blues a kiss goodbye
And put the sun back in the sky
MISS FLANNERY and TYPISTS:
For when he comes crawlin'
MILLIE:
I'm not fallin'
ALL:
Hallelujah!
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy
Forget about the boy!
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Ah! Sweet Mystery of Life
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
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MR. GRAYDON:
Ah! Sweet mystery of life
At last I've found thee
Ah! I know at last the secret of it all!
MISS DOROTHY:
All the longing, seeking, striving, waiting, yearning
The burning hopes, the joy and idle tears that fall
MR. GRAYDON:
I've a very strange feeling I never felt before
'Tis a kind of a grind of depression
MISS DOROTHY:
My heart's acting strangely; it feels rather sore
At least it gives me that impression
MR. GRAYDON:
My pulses leap madly without any cause
Believe me, I'm telling you truly
MISS DOROTHY:
I'm gay without pause
Then sad without cause
MR. GRAYDON:
My spirits are truly unruly
For I'm falling in love with someone
Some one girl
I'm falling in love with someone
Head awhirl!
BOTH:
Yes, I'm falling in love with someone
Plain to see
MR. GRAYDON:
I'm sure I could love someone madly
If someone would only love me
(They dance an impassioned if acrobatic pas de deux.)
BOTH:
Yes, I'm falling in love with someone
Plain to see
I'm sure I could love someone madly
If someone would only love me
MR. GRAYDON:
Ah! Sweet mystery of life
At last I've found thee
Ah! I know at last the secret of it all!
MISS DOROTHY:
All the longing, seeking, striving, waiting, yearning
The burning hopes, the joy and idle tears that fall
MR. GRAYDON:
I've a very strange feeling I never felt before
'Tis a kind of a grind of depression
MISS DOROTHY:
My heart's acting strangely; it feels rather sore
At least it gives me that impression
MR. GRAYDON:
My pulses leap madly without any cause
Believe me, I'm telling you truly
MISS DOROTHY:
I'm gay without pause
Then sad without cause
MR. GRAYDON:
My spirits are truly unruly
For I'm falling in love with someone
Some one girl
I'm falling in love with someone
Head awhirl!
BOTH:
Yes, I'm falling in love with someone
Plain to see
MR. GRAYDON:
I'm sure I could love someone madly
If someone would only love me
(They dance an impassioned if acrobatic pas de deux.)
BOTH:
Yes, I'm falling in love with someone
Plain to see
I'm sure I could love someone madly
If someone would only love me
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I Turned the Corner (quartet/reprise)
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
JIMMY:
Thousands of people
Way down below
Wandering to and fro
Tireless people
No time to lose
Crowding the avenues and parks
On their marks
Racing fast; quite a cast
Millions of people, pick any two
They could be just like
You and me used to be
Way back when, strangers, then -
I turned the corner
And there you stood
Your smile like home to me
Your heart familiar
No use pretending, not that I could
I turned the corner when I met you
I turned the corner
Stopped on a dime
Like I remembered someone
Long forgotten
No mere flirtation, no marking time
I turned the corner when I met you
When I met you
Was our encounter planned
Destiny's guiding hand?
Fortune or fate, it's grand
The way you make me feel
JIMMY and MILLIE:
All of the past erased
Glorious future faced
Now that my life you've graced
I'll never be the same
I turned the corner
Feet on the ground
My spirit soared as you appeared before me!
I wasn't looking, look what I found
JIMMY:
I turned the corner when I met you
MILLIE:
I turned the corner
For I'm falling in love with someone, someone
I'm falling in love with someone
Head awhirl
Yes, I'm falling in love with someone
Plain to see
I'm sure I could love someone madly ...
JIMMY (at the same time):
I turned the corner when I met you
For I am falling in love with some one girl
I am falling in love
A feeling I have never felt
Pulse is leaping madly
Yes, I'm falling in love with someone
Plain to see
I'm sure I could love someone ...
MR. GRAYDON (at the same time):
Falling in love with someone
Some girl
A feeling I have never felt
Pulse is leaping madly
Yes, I'm falling in love with someone
Plain to see
I'm sure ...
MISS DOROTHY (at the same time):
Someone
Some one girl
Head awhirl
Yes, I'm falling in love with someone
Plain to see
I'm sure I could love someone ...
CHING HO:
I love you, Miss Dorothy
MILLIE, JIMMY, MR. GRAYDON and MISS DOROTHY:
If someone would only love me!
Thousands of people
Way down below
Wandering to and fro
Tireless people
No time to lose
Crowding the avenues and parks
On their marks
Racing fast; quite a cast
Millions of people, pick any two
They could be just like
You and me used to be
Way back when, strangers, then -
I turned the corner
And there you stood
Your smile like home to me
Your heart familiar
No use pretending, not that I could
I turned the corner when I met you
I turned the corner
Stopped on a dime
Like I remembered someone
Long forgotten
No mere flirtation, no marking time
I turned the corner when I met you
When I met you
Was our encounter planned
Destiny's guiding hand?
Fortune or fate, it's grand
The way you make me feel
JIMMY and MILLIE:
All of the past erased
Glorious future faced
Now that my life you've graced
I'll never be the same
I turned the corner
Feet on the ground
My spirit soared as you appeared before me!
I wasn't looking, look what I found
JIMMY:
I turned the corner when I met you
MILLIE:
I turned the corner
For I'm falling in love with someone, someone
I'm falling in love with someone
Head awhirl
Yes, I'm falling in love with someone
Plain to see
I'm sure I could love someone madly ...
JIMMY (at the same time):
I turned the corner when I met you
For I am falling in love with some one girl
I am falling in love
A feeling I have never felt
Pulse is leaping madly
Yes, I'm falling in love with someone
Plain to see
I'm sure I could love someone ...
MR. GRAYDON (at the same time):
Falling in love with someone
Some girl
A feeling I have never felt
Pulse is leaping madly
Yes, I'm falling in love with someone
Plain to see
I'm sure ...
MISS DOROTHY (at the same time):
Someone
Some one girl
Head awhirl
Yes, I'm falling in love with someone
Plain to see
I'm sure I could love someone ...
CHING HO:
I love you, Miss Dorothy
MILLIE, JIMMY, MR. GRAYDON and MISS DOROTHY:
If someone would only love me!
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Muqin
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
MRS. MEERS:
Everything seems lovely
When you start to roam
The birds are singing
The day that you stray
But wait until you are further away
Things won't be so lovely
When you're all alone
Here's what you'll keep saying
When you're far from home
(MRS. MEERS dangles a photograph in front of CHING HO and BUN FOO: it's their mother.)
BUN FOO:
Muqin (Mammy)
MRS. MEERS:
That's right
CHING HO:
Muqin (Mammy)
MRS. MEERS:
Now you're talking
BUN FOO:
Taiyang zhao dong fang (The sun shines east)
CHING HO:
Taiyang zhao xi fang (The sun shines west)
MRS. MEERS:
But you know where "taiyang zhao" best
BUN FOO:
Zhao dao, zhao dao muqin (On Mammy)
Ta Shenshang
CHING HO:
Zhao wo, zhao wo muqin (My Mammy)
Ta shenshang
BOTH:
Wode xin yongyuan wang jiaxiang
(My heart strings are tangled around Siam-y)
CHING HO:
Wo lailiao. Buren yao nin duo dengdai
(I'm coming. Sorry that I made you wait.)
MRS. MEERS:
Take her home!
BUN FOO:
Wo lailiao. Wanle kongpa nin buzai
(I'm coming. I hope and pray I'm not too late.)
MRS. MEERS:
It's never too late for
ALL THREE:
Mammy, Mammy
CHING HO and BUN FOO:
Wo yuen zou baiwan li kan ni xiaomimi
(We'd walk a million miles for one of those smiles.)
ALL THREE:
My Mammy
CHING HO:
Wo yuen zou baiwan li kan ni xiaomimi
(We'd walk a million miles for one of those smiles.)
BUN FOO:
Wo yibei fanzui yebu haipa
(We'd lead a life of crime to buy us some time.)
MRS. MEERS:
They'll work for Mrs. Meers
The rest of their years!
ALL THREE:
My Mammy!
Everything seems lovely
When you start to roam
The birds are singing
The day that you stray
But wait until you are further away
Things won't be so lovely
When you're all alone
Here's what you'll keep saying
When you're far from home
(MRS. MEERS dangles a photograph in front of CHING HO and BUN FOO: it's their mother.)
BUN FOO:
Muqin (Mammy)
MRS. MEERS:
That's right
CHING HO:
Muqin (Mammy)
MRS. MEERS:
Now you're talking
BUN FOO:
Taiyang zhao dong fang (The sun shines east)
CHING HO:
Taiyang zhao xi fang (The sun shines west)
MRS. MEERS:
But you know where "taiyang zhao" best
BUN FOO:
Zhao dao, zhao dao muqin (On Mammy)
Ta Shenshang
CHING HO:
Zhao wo, zhao wo muqin (My Mammy)
Ta shenshang
BOTH:
Wode xin yongyuan wang jiaxiang
(My heart strings are tangled around Siam-y)
CHING HO:
Wo lailiao. Buren yao nin duo dengdai
(I'm coming. Sorry that I made you wait.)
MRS. MEERS:
Take her home!
BUN FOO:
Wo lailiao. Wanle kongpa nin buzai
(I'm coming. I hope and pray I'm not too late.)
MRS. MEERS:
It's never too late for
ALL THREE:
Mammy, Mammy
CHING HO and BUN FOO:
Wo yuen zou baiwan li kan ni xiaomimi
(We'd walk a million miles for one of those smiles.)
ALL THREE:
My Mammy
CHING HO:
Wo yuen zou baiwan li kan ni xiaomimi
(We'd walk a million miles for one of those smiles.)
BUN FOO:
Wo yibei fanzui yebu haipa
(We'd lead a life of crime to buy us some time.)
MRS. MEERS:
They'll work for Mrs. Meers
The rest of their years!
ALL THREE:
My Mammy!
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Long as I'm Here with You
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
Muzzy's Boys:
We've been sad and lonsome here at Cafe Society but tonight the world is right.
A dream come true,
Miss "You know who" is back where she belongs.
Muzzy:
Life is a holiday. I'm talking June through May.
A nightly sell out show, and baby I'm front row.
Bye-Bye to lonely nights.
Only nights when the two of us can coo.
Skies are sunny and clear, Long as I'm here with you.
The world's a sugar bowl. It sevens ev'ry roll.
Sneak peek at paradise; the view is mighty nice.
I got no blues to sing; choose to sing a melody for two.
Happy ending is near, long as I'm here with you.
Boys:
Life is a holiday. I'm talking June through May.
A nightly sell out show , and baby I'm front row.
Muzzy:
I got no blues to sing; choose to sing a melody for two.
Happy ending is near, long as I'm here with you.
Who care if there's no booze, or that the Yankees loose?
Can't pay my income tax, but in spite of the facts,
No one ask for more,kid in a candy store!
The jackpot has been hit;
I'm living proof of it. And as for all that passed,
Call that past! I found a heart that's true.
What a red letter year, long as I'm here with you
And you, and you, and you, and you, and you and yeah you too.
So happy dear, long as I'm here with, long as I'm here with you!
We've been sad and lonsome here at Cafe Society but tonight the world is right.
A dream come true,
Miss "You know who" is back where she belongs.
Muzzy:
Life is a holiday. I'm talking June through May.
A nightly sell out show, and baby I'm front row.
Bye-Bye to lonely nights.
Only nights when the two of us can coo.
Skies are sunny and clear, Long as I'm here with you.
The world's a sugar bowl. It sevens ev'ry roll.
Sneak peek at paradise; the view is mighty nice.
I got no blues to sing; choose to sing a melody for two.
Happy ending is near, long as I'm here with you.
Boys:
Life is a holiday. I'm talking June through May.
A nightly sell out show , and baby I'm front row.
Muzzy:
I got no blues to sing; choose to sing a melody for two.
Happy ending is near, long as I'm here with you.
Who care if there's no booze, or that the Yankees loose?
Can't pay my income tax, but in spite of the facts,
No one ask for more,kid in a candy store!
The jackpot has been hit;
I'm living proof of it. And as for all that passed,
Call that past! I found a heart that's true.
What a red letter year, long as I'm here with you
And you, and you, and you, and you, and you and yeah you too.
So happy dear, long as I'm here with, long as I'm here with you!
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Finale
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
MUZZY:
So you see, snookums, you can marry your boss after all.
MILLIE:
Who cares? I found myself a green glass love.
JIMMY:
Funny, I found myself an emerald.
Have you seen the way they kiss in the movies?
MISS DOROTHY:
Isn't it delectable?
ENSEMBLE:
Good-bye, good goody girl
I'm changing and how!
I'm changing and how!
I'm changing and how!
ENTIRE COMPANY:
So beat the drums cause here comes thoroughly
Hot off the press! One step ahead! Jazz age!
Whoopee baby! We're so thoroughly modern ...
(A brand new modern arrives looking for her break in the big city.)
ENTIRE COMPANY:
Now!
So you see, snookums, you can marry your boss after all.
MILLIE:
Who cares? I found myself a green glass love.
JIMMY:
Funny, I found myself an emerald.
Have you seen the way they kiss in the movies?
MISS DOROTHY:
Isn't it delectable?
ENSEMBLE:
Good-bye, good goody girl
I'm changing and how!
I'm changing and how!
I'm changing and how!
ENTIRE COMPANY:
So beat the drums cause here comes thoroughly
Hot off the press! One step ahead! Jazz age!
Whoopee baby! We're so thoroughly modern ...
(A brand new modern arrives looking for her break in the big city.)
ENTIRE COMPANY:
Now!
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The Tapioca
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
Jimmy:
Spoken
I was just passing the hotel, going no where, killing time, when I
Heard your snappy music.
Millie:
Spoken
You mean you don't know anyone here?
Jimmy:
Sure, you. Dance?
Millie:
Well, I studied ballroom and tap back home, but I'm not up
On the latest dances.
Jimmy:
Good, I always make up my own anyway. Give me a name.
Millie:
What for?
Jimmy:
For our new dance!
Millie:
Gosh, I've never named a dance before, or anything.
Jimmy:
Well, what did you have for dinner?
Millie:
Franks.
Jimmy:
"trying it out" Franks? Franks, franks, franks, franks.
No, what else?
Millie:
Saurkraut.
Jimmy:
"trying it out" Saurkraut? Saurkraut. No. What else?
Millie: Oh, I had tapioca for pudding.
Jimmy:
Tapioca? Join me in the Tapioca?
Everybody tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tapioca,
Everybody, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slapioca.
If ya got the dap, dap, dap-dap-dappier flappers flap-flap-flappier
Everyone is happier when the do the tap tapioca.
When they do the flap flapioca.
Tap, tap, tap, tapioca,
Slap, slap, slap, slapioca,
Tap, tap, tap, tap the tapioca.
Let's pretend we've got a bowl, we're gonna have some sport. Ha!
Add trumpled licks and a rag-time beat, let's say about a quart. Yeah!
Ya stir and stir it with your knee, adding a bump or two.
Ya heat it, mash it, beat it, smash it, if there's a lump or two.
Don't let the temperature drop to many degrees,
Or you'll wind up with what is called the frozen tapioca freeze!
Everybody, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap tapioca, everybody freeze!
Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap slapioca everybody freeze!
Spoken
I was just passing the hotel, going no where, killing time, when I
Heard your snappy music.
Millie:
Spoken
You mean you don't know anyone here?
Jimmy:
Sure, you. Dance?
Millie:
Well, I studied ballroom and tap back home, but I'm not up
On the latest dances.
Jimmy:
Good, I always make up my own anyway. Give me a name.
Millie:
What for?
Jimmy:
For our new dance!
Millie:
Gosh, I've never named a dance before, or anything.
Jimmy:
Well, what did you have for dinner?
Millie:
Franks.
Jimmy:
"trying it out" Franks? Franks, franks, franks, franks.
No, what else?
Millie:
Saurkraut.
Jimmy:
"trying it out" Saurkraut? Saurkraut. No. What else?
Millie: Oh, I had tapioca for pudding.
Jimmy:
Tapioca? Join me in the Tapioca?
Everybody tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tapioca,
Everybody, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slapioca.
If ya got the dap, dap, dap-dap-dappier flappers flap-flap-flappier
Everyone is happier when the do the tap tapioca.
When they do the flap flapioca.
Tap, tap, tap, tapioca,
Slap, slap, slap, slapioca,
Tap, tap, tap, tap the tapioca.
Let's pretend we've got a bowl, we're gonna have some sport. Ha!
Add trumpled licks and a rag-time beat, let's say about a quart. Yeah!
Ya stir and stir it with your knee, adding a bump or two.
Ya heat it, mash it, beat it, smash it, if there's a lump or two.
Don't let the temperature drop to many degrees,
Or you'll wind up with what is called the frozen tapioca freeze!
Everybody, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap, tap tapioca, everybody freeze!
Slap, slap, slap, slap, slap, slap slapioca everybody freeze!
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Babyface
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
Chorus:
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Millie:
Babyface, you've got the cutest little Babyface.
There is no other one could take your place, Babyface.
Chorus:
Hallelujah!
Millie:
You sure have started something, Babyface,
I'm up in heaven when I'm in your fond embrace.
I didn't need a shove cause I just fell in love
With your pretty Baby!
Chorus:
Hallelujah!
Millie:
You've got the cutest little!
Chorus:
Hallelujah!
Millie:
There's not another one could take your place, Babyface.
Chorus:
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah...
Bass in chorus:
You've got the cutest little!
Millie:
Alleluia I'm up in heaven when I'm alleluia!
In your fond embrace.
Didn't need a shove, 'cause I fell in love
With your pretty
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia,
Babyface.
Chorus:
Hallelujah!
Millie:
Boop-boop-ee-doop!
Hallelujah, hallelujah!
Millie:
Babyface, you've got the cutest little Babyface.
There is no other one could take your place, Babyface.
Chorus:
Hallelujah!
Millie:
You sure have started something, Babyface,
I'm up in heaven when I'm in your fond embrace.
I didn't need a shove cause I just fell in love
With your pretty Baby!
Chorus:
Hallelujah!
Millie:
You've got the cutest little!
Chorus:
Hallelujah!
Millie:
There's not another one could take your place, Babyface.
Chorus:
Hallelujah, hallelujah, hallelujah...
Bass in chorus:
You've got the cutest little!
Millie:
Alleluia I'm up in heaven when I'm alleluia!
In your fond embrace.
Didn't need a shove, 'cause I fell in love
With your pretty
Alleluia, alleluia, alleluia,
Babyface.
Chorus:
Hallelujah!
Millie:
Boop-boop-ee-doop!
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Jazz Baby
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
Muzzy:
My daddy was a rag-time trombone player,
My mommy was a rag-time cabaret-er.
They met one day at a tango tea,
There was a syncopated wedding,
And then came me!
Folks think the way I walk is a fad,
But it's a birthday present from my mommy and dad-dy.
I'm a jazz baby, little jazz baby, that's me.
There's something in the tone of a saxophone
That makes me do a little wiggle all my own!
'Cause I'm a jazz baby,
Full of jazz-bo harmony.
That "Walk The Dog" and "Ball The Jack" that caused all the talk
Is just a copy of the way I naturally walk!
'Cause I'm a jazz baby, little jazz baby that's me!
Rock to sleep while the cradle went to and fro,
To and fro to the tune of the tickle-toe.
Ever since I started into grow,
Love to hear the music playing, see my dear old mammy swayin'!
Razz-ma-tazz, that's all I ever knew,
All day long I never would get through
Jazz-ma-tazz, that's all I want to do,
So play me a little jazz!!
Jazz baby, full of jazz-bo harmony.
The wailin' of the saxes when those fellas go mad
Cannot compare with what I got from mommy and dad.
So hear this jazz baby,
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah...
Little jazz
Baby, that's me.
My daddy was a rag-time trombone player,
My mommy was a rag-time cabaret-er.
They met one day at a tango tea,
There was a syncopated wedding,
And then came me!
Folks think the way I walk is a fad,
But it's a birthday present from my mommy and dad-dy.
I'm a jazz baby, little jazz baby, that's me.
There's something in the tone of a saxophone
That makes me do a little wiggle all my own!
'Cause I'm a jazz baby,
Full of jazz-bo harmony.
That "Walk The Dog" and "Ball The Jack" that caused all the talk
Is just a copy of the way I naturally walk!
'Cause I'm a jazz baby, little jazz baby that's me!
Rock to sleep while the cradle went to and fro,
To and fro to the tune of the tickle-toe.
Ever since I started into grow,
Love to hear the music playing, see my dear old mammy swayin'!
Razz-ma-tazz, that's all I ever knew,
All day long I never would get through
Jazz-ma-tazz, that's all I want to do,
So play me a little jazz!!
Jazz baby, full of jazz-bo harmony.
The wailin' of the saxes when those fellas go mad
Cannot compare with what I got from mommy and dad.
So hear this jazz baby,
Ah, Ah, Ah, Ah...
Little jazz
Baby, that's me.
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Do It Again!
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
Muzzy:
Oh, do it again!
I may say "No, no, no, no, no,"
But do it again.
My lips just ache to have you take
The kiss that's waiting for you.
You know if you do you won't regret it.
Come and get it!
Oh, no one is near.
I may cry "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"
But no one will hear.
My mommy'd scold me 'cause she told me
It was naughty, but then,
Oh, do it again! Please do it again!
Oh, do it again!
I may say "No, no, no, no, no,"
But do it again.
My mommy'd scold me 'cause she told me
It was naughty, but then,
Oh, do it again!
Please, do it again!
Oh, do it again!
I may say "No, no, no, no, no,"
But do it again.
My lips just ache to have you take
The kiss that's waiting for you.
You know if you do you won't regret it.
Come and get it!
Oh, no one is near.
I may cry "Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh!"
But no one will hear.
My mommy'd scold me 'cause she told me
It was naughty, but then,
Oh, do it again! Please do it again!
Oh, do it again!
I may say "No, no, no, no, no,"
But do it again.
My mommy'd scold me 'cause she told me
It was naughty, but then,
Oh, do it again!
Please, do it again!
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Poor Butterfly
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
Trevor:
Spoken
That Miss Dorothy, Great scot! That Miss Dorothy.
Pretty as a peach and skin
To beat the band! Perfect little pippen.
Millie:
Spoken
Perfect.
Trevor:What a dandy little bundle for a fella to cuddle.
Millie:
Dandy.
Trevor:
Say, imagine all that sweet softness in your arms, uh? Ah.
Millie:
Yes, well I'll type up this survey report right away then, Mr. Graydon.
Original in five?
Trevor:
Don't forget the dinner reservation at the plaza. Candle-nook room,
Quiet corner table for two. I think Miss Dorothy's for the Plaza, don't you?
And John, flowers.
Millie:
There's a florist just around the corner from the hotel, I'll order from them.
Trevor:
That's usin' the old bean, John. Roses.
Pink, plump, long-stemmed, two dozen, in a vase.
Millie:
Sung
Poor butterfly, needs the blossoms waiting.
Poor butterfly, for she loved him so.
Spoken
Plaza Hotel, please. Candlenook Room.
Sung
The moments pass in to hours, the hours pass into years.
Spoken
Candlenook Room? Mr. Trevor Graydon would like to order a quiet, corner table for two.
Tonight, seven-thirty. Thank you.
Sung
And as she smiles through her tears, she murmurs low.
The moon and I know that he be faithful.
I know he come to me by and by.
Spoken
Flowerbox, please.
Sung
But if he don't come back,
Then I never sigh or cry.
Spoken
Flowerbox? Mr. Trevor Graydon would like to order some roses.
Two dozen, long-stemmed, pink. On the fat side!
Sung
I just must die,
Poor butterfly!
Spoken
That Miss Dorothy, Great scot! That Miss Dorothy.
Pretty as a peach and skin
To beat the band! Perfect little pippen.
Millie:
Spoken
Perfect.
Trevor:What a dandy little bundle for a fella to cuddle.
Millie:
Dandy.
Trevor:
Say, imagine all that sweet softness in your arms, uh? Ah.
Millie:
Yes, well I'll type up this survey report right away then, Mr. Graydon.
Original in five?
Trevor:
Don't forget the dinner reservation at the plaza. Candle-nook room,
Quiet corner table for two. I think Miss Dorothy's for the Plaza, don't you?
And John, flowers.
Millie:
There's a florist just around the corner from the hotel, I'll order from them.
Trevor:
That's usin' the old bean, John. Roses.
Pink, plump, long-stemmed, two dozen, in a vase.
Millie:
Sung
Poor butterfly, needs the blossoms waiting.
Poor butterfly, for she loved him so.
Spoken
Plaza Hotel, please. Candlenook Room.
Sung
The moments pass in to hours, the hours pass into years.
Spoken
Candlenook Room? Mr. Trevor Graydon would like to order a quiet, corner table for two.
Tonight, seven-thirty. Thank you.
Sung
And as she smiles through her tears, she murmurs low.
The moon and I know that he be faithful.
I know he come to me by and by.
Spoken
Flowerbox, please.
Sung
But if he don't come back,
Then I never sigh or cry.
Spoken
Flowerbox? Mr. Trevor Graydon would like to order some roses.
Two dozen, long-stemmed, pink. On the fat side!
Sung
I just must die,
Poor butterfly!
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Rose of Washington Square
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
Singer:
They call me Rose of Washington Square.
I'm withering there, in basement air I'm fading.
Pose in plain or fancy clothes?
They say my turned up nose
It seems to please artistic people.
Foes, I've plenty of those.
With second-hand clothes, and nice long hair!
I've got those Broadway vampires last to the mast.
I've got no future, but oh! What a past.
I'm Rose of Washington Square.
They call me Rose of Washington Square.
I'm withering there, in basement air I'm fading.
Pose in plain or fancy clothes?
They say my turned up nose
It seems to please artistic people.
Foes, I've plenty of those.
With second-hand clothes, and nice long hair!
I've got those Broadway vampires last to the mast.
I've got no future, but oh! What a past.
I'm Rose of Washington Square.
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Gimme Gimme
by Thoroughly Modern Millie Cast
MILLIE:
A simple choice, nothing more
This or that, either or
Marry well, social whirl, business man, clever girl
Or pin my future on the boy I love
What kind of life am I dreaming of?
I say gimme, gimme... gimme, gimme...
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
I want it
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
I need it
Highs and lows, tears and laughter
Gimme happy ever after
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
I crave it
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
I'll brave it
Thick 'n thin, rich or poor time
Gimme years and I'll want more time
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
I'm free now
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
I see now
Fly, dove! Sing, sparrow!
Gimme Cupid's famous arrow
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
I don't care if he's a nobody
In my heart he'll be a somebody
Somebody to love me!
I need it
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
I want it
Here I am, St. Valentine
My bags are packed, I'm first in line
Aphrodite, don't forget me
Romeo and Juliet me
Fly, dove! Sing, sparrow!
Gimme fat boy's famous arrow
Gimme, gimme that thing called love!
A simple choice, nothing more
This or that, either or
Marry well, social whirl, business man, clever girl
Or pin my future on the boy I love
What kind of life am I dreaming of?
I say gimme, gimme... gimme, gimme...
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
I want it
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
I need it
Highs and lows, tears and laughter
Gimme happy ever after
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
I crave it
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
I'll brave it
Thick 'n thin, rich or poor time
Gimme years and I'll want more time
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
I'm free now
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
I see now
Fly, dove! Sing, sparrow!
Gimme Cupid's famous arrow
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
I don't care if he's a nobody
In my heart he'll be a somebody
Somebody to love me!
I need it
Gimme, gimme that thing called love
I want it
Here I am, St. Valentine
My bags are packed, I'm first in line
Aphrodite, don't forget me
Romeo and Juliet me
Fly, dove! Sing, sparrow!
Gimme fat boy's famous arrow
Gimme, gimme that thing called love!
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Thoroughly Modern Millie is a musical with music by Jeanine Tesori, lyrics by Dick Scanlan, and a book by Richard Morris and Scanlan. It is based on the 1967 film of the same name, which itself was based on the British musical Chrysanthemum, which opened in London in 1956.
Thoroughly Modern Millie tells the story of a small-town girl, Millie Dillmount, who comes to New York City to marry for money instead of love - a thoroughly modern aim in 1922, when women were just entering the workforce. Millie soon begins to take delight in the flapper lifestyle, but problems arise when she checks into a hotel owned by the leader of a white slavery ring in China. The style of the musical is comic pastiche. Like the film on which it is based, it interpolates new tunes with some previously written songs.
After previews at the La Jolla Playhouse in San Diego, California, in October 2000, the show opened on Broadway on April 18, 2002. The production subsequently won six 2002 Tony Awards, including Best Musical. Due to the success of the original Broadway production, there was both a United States tour and a West End production launched in 2003, followed by a United Kingdom tour in 2005.
The musical has since become a popular choice for high school productions, but has garnered controversy over its racial stereotyping of its Asian characters, and has been described as "a piece [that] walks the line of being entertaining and highly offensive".
-Wikipedia
Genre(s):
Soundtrack, Musical Thoroughly Modern Millie tells the story of a small-town girl, Millie Dillmount, who comes to New York City to marry for money instead of love - a thoroughly modern aim in 1922, when women were just entering the workforce. Millie soon begins to take delight in the flapper lifestyle, but problems arise when she checks into a hotel owned by the leader of a white slavery ring in China. The style of the musical is comic pastiche. Like the film on which it is based, it interpolates new tunes with some previously written songs.
After previews at the La Jolla Playhouse in San Diego, California, in October 2000, the show opened on Broadway on April 18, 2002. The production subsequently won six 2002 Tony Awards, including Best Musical. Due to the success of the original Broadway production, there was both a United States tour and a West End production launched in 2003, followed by a United Kingdom tour in 2005.
The musical has since become a popular choice for high school productions, but has garnered controversy over its racial stereotyping of its Asian characters, and has been described as "a piece [that] walks the line of being entertaining and highly offensive".
-Wikipedia
Year: 2000