I Could Get You in JJ

Just look at that lucky guy
Sittin' there being hip
Making music to make it die
Next life, Sidney, piano lessons

This life you got what you got
What you got is a pit
You're a chicken in a chicken pot
So do your dance, shake your tail
Sell your wares, make a sale

Get a client
Any client
Maybe Mr. Music
Why not?

Man! You're good
You're good enough to make it
I can help you take it up a tone
You need a way to get your name out
To make it known
I can get behind you like a bass trombone

I could get you in JJ
I could start you off big
And we'd only be puttin' out copy that you dig

Give me fifty bucks, I will start you up!
I don't want any part in JJ, I'm doing it on my own
Hey! You wanna be playing no-name dives the rest of your life? Okay
Enjoy yourself

Approach the starlet

Pardon my French, but honey, you're a killer
Reading Arthur Miller at the bar
I bet you're crazy 'bout the method
The type you are
Me, I got a method that can take you far

I could get you in JJ
I could take you so fast
That in Gotham or Hollywood
You're the girl to cast

I don't want my name in a column
I'm trying to help a new face
Smile!
And that dress, more low cut

Remember Lana Turner (Lana Turner?)
Lana was always well turned out
So when she sat at the soda fountain at Schwab's Drug Store
On that magic day the talent scout saw her
Lana was ready for her life to begin!

The Voodoo Club could your Schwab's

I knew the moment I met you
I said, "She could get those juicy jobs"
You wanna bet me?

First just let me get you in JJ
I could give you the blitz
And the rest of the ingénues
They'd be havin' fits

JJ's more than a column
He's the bone and the blood
He's the spine, the spinal column
And he's my buddy, he's my bud!

I can get you in JJ (Sure you can!)
I could call him right now (No! No!)
I could do the five W's
Who? What? Where? When?
Wow!
I could call him right now!



Credits
Writer(s): Marvin Hamlisch, Craig Carnelia
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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