Testi Soundtracks :: B

NEW SUN IN THE SKY



India Adams :

I see a new sun up in a new sky

And my whole horizon has reached a new high

Yesterday my heart sang a blue song

But today hear it hum a cheery new song

I dreamed a new dream

I saw a new face

And I'm spreading sunshine all over the place

With a new point of view here's what greets my eye!

New love, new luck

New sun in the sky!



I GUESS I'LL HAVE TO CHANGE MY PLAN



Jack Buchanan and Fred Astaire :

I guess I'll have to change my plan

I should've realized there'd be another man

I overlooked that point completely

Until the big affair began

Before I knew where I was at

I found myself up on the shelf

And that was that.

I tried to reach the moon

But when I got there

All that I could get was the air

My feet are back upon the ground

I've lost the one girl I found.



LOUISIANA HAYRIDE



Nanette Fabray :

Get goin', Louisiana hayride!

Get goin' we all is ready

Start something Louisiana hayride

No use for calling the road

Oh, I like that sport

Sittin' in the hay

Lovin' it away -- oh, oh

For the time is short

Crack your little whip

Get your little ship to go!

Start something, Louisiana hayride

No foolin', we all is happy

Get goin', Louisiana hayride

No use for calling the road!



TRIPLETS



The "Triplets" are Nanette Fabray, Jack Buchanan and Fred Astaire.



Three little unexpected children

Simultaneously, the doctor brought us

And you can see that we'll be

Three forever and a-e-i-o-

You wouldn't know how agonizing

Being triple can be

Each one is individually the victim

Of the clinical day e-i-o-

Every summer we go away to Boden, Boden, Boden

Every winter we come back home to Walla, Walla, Walla



We do everything alike

We look alike

We dress alike, we walk alike

We talk alike

And what is more

We hate each other very much

We hate our folks

We're sick of jokes on what an art it is

To tell us apart!



Fred : If one of us gets the measles

Jack : Another one gets the measles

All : Then all of us gets the measles

And mumps and 'flu.

How I wish I had a gun

A widdle gun

It would be fun to shoot the other two

And be only one.



Fred : Mrs Whipple Poofer loves to talk to

Mrs Hildendorfer of the fatal natal day

She had her silly Willy



Nanette : Mrs Hudson-Cooper loves to talk to

Mrs Golden-Wasser

Of her major operations

When she had her twins.



Jack : But when Mother comes along

She silences the others

She accomplished something

That is very rare in mothers.



All : MGM has got a Leo

But Mama has got a trio

She is proud but says three is a crowd



Oh, we do everything alike

We look alike

We dress alike, we walk alike

We talk alike

And what is more

We hate each other very much

We hate our folks

We're sick of jokes on what an ... apart.



We eat the same kind of vittles

We drink the same kind of bottles

We sit in the same kind of high-chair

High-chair, high-chair!



How I wish I had a gun...be only one.