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Side Show - The Interview
Buddy:
I knew they were meant to sing
But tonight they did more
Jake:
Did you hear that crowd?
They hollered so loud
I bet their throats are sore
Buddy:
This isn't a dream
Did you hear them scream
'Encore'
Buddy & Jake:
You're gonna be an overnight
Terry:
Overnight
Buddy, Jake, Terry:
You're gonna be an overnight sensation
Terry:
Magnificent!
Buddy:
Wonderful!
Violet:
I actually enjoyed myself
Buddy:
Oh Violet, I'm so happy to hear that
Daisy:
If we always get kisses
I'll try even harder
Terry:
Kisses are a tiny reward
Violet:
Not for us
Buddy:
Then get ready for another
Terry:
And another
Buddy:
And another
Buddy & Terry:
Here's to a wonderful show
The reporters enter to meet the twins...
Reporters:
Where can we meet this overnight sensation?
When can we talk to the stars?
We want the facts
Without exaggeration
This story will win us cigars
Certain bars
Await our visitation
To toast this overnight sensation
Terry:
Gentlemen - The Hilton sisters
Reporters:
We've got a million questions for you
Reporter:
Would you start by reminding us
Which one is who
Daisy:
I'm Daisy
Violet:
I'm Violet
Daisy & Violet:
We're Siamese twins
Violet:
I'm to your right
As you watch our show
Daisy:
She thinks she's always right
Not so
I'm Daisy
Violet:
I'm Violet
Daisy & Violet:
What else would you like to know?
Reporter:
Could you be separated?
Reporter:
Have doctors examined you?
Daisy:
In hundreds of ways
Violet:
From our earliest days
Daisy:
Some think we could be separated
Violet:
Some would love to try
Daisy & Violet:
Some think we would die
Reporter:
How do you sleep?
Daisy & Violet:
In a bed
Reporter:
But does one ever keep the other awake?
Daisy:
Well, it does take a bit of doing
Violet:
If one of us wants to roll over
Daisy & Violet:
But whose life is a bed of clovers
Terry:
Certainly not yours.
Reporter:
What about romance?
Reporter:
What about love?
Reporter:
What about those?
Violet:
Oh, those
I suppose it's bound to happen
Daisy:
Someday
Violet:
Some night
When the moon is just right
Daisy:
When the universe hums
Violet:
When the guy comes along
Who hears the singer more than the song
Daisy:
Someday
Violet:
Some night
Daisy & Violet:
Love will feel right
Daisy and Violet's thoughts leave the room for a moment...
Violet:
Buddy kissed me
He kissed me for the first time
Daisy:
I forced a kiss before the show
But not the kisses that followed
Violet:
The lips prove we're sharing
The warmth that I felt
The frost on my heart
Is beginning to melt
Daisy:
You can't minimize
The heat in your eyes
Your passion is not a surprise
They continue with the interview...
Reporter:
You're working with several men.
Reporter:
Like Terry.
Reporter:
That Foster kid.
Reporter:
The colored guy.
Reporter:
How close are all of you?
Reporter:
Very close?
Violet:
We wouldn't be here without their help
Daisy:
We share the applause with them
Reporter:
Anything else?
Reporter:
Your room?
Reporter:
Your bed?
Terry:
Not to pour cold water on your sick fantasizing,
But this is business.
There's no romance involved.
Buddy:
We'd never take advantage of these girls
Terry:
The suggestion is absurd.
I have a sweetheart at home
Reporter:
Not only there, so I've heard
Reporter:
So none of you have interest
In a double-header?
Jake:
No one talks to them that way!
Terry:
All right, Jake.
I'll handle this.
Daisy and Violet go back to their thoughts...
Violet:
I'm not really here
Nothing they're saying is catching my ear
And I'm virtually blind
No more room in my mind
He kissed me
Daisy:
One minute bliss
Because of his kiss
Then crippling doubt
When the truth comes out
All that I felt was a lie
Violet:
I felt love within you
Daisy:
How can we continue?
Violet:
The seeds we have planted will bloom
Daisy:
Enough of these questions
Violet:
I can't hear the questions
Daisy & Violet:
I can't keep my mind in the room
Back to the interview...
Reporter:
Don't you need a man?
Reporter:
Don't you want to get married?
Reporters:
Husbands?
Children?
Families?
Reporter:
Don't you feel like nuns?
Reporter:
Will you always be virgins?
Reporters:
Always spinsters?
Barren?
Violet:
Like any girls our age
We dream of getting married
A wedding
Daisy:
A husband
Violet:
A family to come home to
Reporters:
How would that work?
With your condition
Daisy:
Anything's possible
Violet:
When everything's right
Daisy:
I'm Daisy
Violet:
I'm Violet
Terry:
Goodnight
Buddy, Jake, Terry and the reporters leave Daisy and Violet alone
Violet:
Buddy kissed me
He kissed me for the first time
Daisy:
Didn't you hear what he said?
Violet:
There's only one thought
Running through my head
He kissed me
Daisy:
And then they both denied
Any thought of romance
Violet:
But he kissed me
Words can lie
But kisses don't
Daisy:
You can lie to yourself
I won't
No one could love a Siamese twin
Nobody wants us
No one ever has
No one ever will
Violet:
Why are you trying to kill my dream?
Daisy:
It's not a dream
It's a nightmare
Wake up
Look around you
We are freaks
Stuck together
And we'll always be alone
Violet:
But I want to wake up to what I'm dreaming of
Dreaming that some day
Some night
I could find love
Will I find love?
I knew they were meant to sing
But tonight they did more
Jake:
Did you hear that crowd?
They hollered so loud
I bet their throats are sore
Buddy:
This isn't a dream
Did you hear them scream
'Encore'
Buddy & Jake:
You're gonna be an overnight
Terry:
Overnight
Buddy, Jake, Terry:
You're gonna be an overnight sensation
Terry:
Magnificent!
Buddy:
Wonderful!
Violet:
I actually enjoyed myself
Buddy:
Oh Violet, I'm so happy to hear that
Daisy:
If we always get kisses
I'll try even harder
Terry:
Kisses are a tiny reward
Violet:
Not for us
Buddy:
Then get ready for another
Terry:
And another
Buddy:
And another
Buddy & Terry:
Here's to a wonderful show
The reporters enter to meet the twins...
Reporters:
Where can we meet this overnight sensation?
When can we talk to the stars?
We want the facts
Without exaggeration
This story will win us cigars
Certain bars
Await our visitation
To toast this overnight sensation
Terry:
Gentlemen - The Hilton sisters
Reporters:
We've got a million questions for you
Reporter:
Would you start by reminding us
Which one is who
Daisy:
I'm Daisy
Violet:
I'm Violet
Daisy & Violet:
We're Siamese twins
Violet:
I'm to your right
As you watch our show
Daisy:
She thinks she's always right
Not so
I'm Daisy
Violet:
I'm Violet
Daisy & Violet:
What else would you like to know?
Reporter:
Could you be separated?
Reporter:
Have doctors examined you?
Daisy:
In hundreds of ways
Violet:
From our earliest days
Daisy:
Some think we could be separated
Violet:
Some would love to try
Daisy & Violet:
Some think we would die
Reporter:
How do you sleep?
Daisy & Violet:
In a bed
Reporter:
But does one ever keep the other awake?
Daisy:
Well, it does take a bit of doing
Violet:
If one of us wants to roll over
Daisy & Violet:
But whose life is a bed of clovers
Terry:
Certainly not yours.
Reporter:
What about romance?
Reporter:
What about love?
Reporter:
What about those?
Violet:
Oh, those
I suppose it's bound to happen
Daisy:
Someday
Violet:
Some night
When the moon is just right
Daisy:
When the universe hums
Violet:
When the guy comes along
Who hears the singer more than the song
Daisy:
Someday
Violet:
Some night
Daisy & Violet:
Love will feel right
Daisy and Violet's thoughts leave the room for a moment...
Violet:
Buddy kissed me
He kissed me for the first time
Daisy:
I forced a kiss before the show
But not the kisses that followed
Violet:
The lips prove we're sharing
The warmth that I felt
The frost on my heart
Is beginning to melt
Daisy:
You can't minimize
The heat in your eyes
Your passion is not a surprise
They continue with the interview...
Reporter:
You're working with several men.
Reporter:
Like Terry.
Reporter:
That Foster kid.
Reporter:
The colored guy.
Reporter:
How close are all of you?
Reporter:
Very close?
Violet:
We wouldn't be here without their help
Daisy:
We share the applause with them
Reporter:
Anything else?
Reporter:
Your room?
Reporter:
Your bed?
Terry:
Not to pour cold water on your sick fantasizing,
But this is business.
There's no romance involved.
Buddy:
We'd never take advantage of these girls
Terry:
The suggestion is absurd.
I have a sweetheart at home
Reporter:
Not only there, so I've heard
Reporter:
So none of you have interest
In a double-header?
Jake:
No one talks to them that way!
Terry:
All right, Jake.
I'll handle this.
Daisy and Violet go back to their thoughts...
Violet:
I'm not really here
Nothing they're saying is catching my ear
And I'm virtually blind
No more room in my mind
He kissed me
Daisy:
One minute bliss
Because of his kiss
Then crippling doubt
When the truth comes out
All that I felt was a lie
Violet:
I felt love within you
Daisy:
How can we continue?
Violet:
The seeds we have planted will bloom
Daisy:
Enough of these questions
Violet:
I can't hear the questions
Daisy & Violet:
I can't keep my mind in the room
Back to the interview...
Reporter:
Don't you need a man?
Reporter:
Don't you want to get married?
Reporters:
Husbands?
Children?
Families?
Reporter:
Don't you feel like nuns?
Reporter:
Will you always be virgins?
Reporters:
Always spinsters?
Barren?
Violet:
Like any girls our age
We dream of getting married
A wedding
Daisy:
A husband
Violet:
A family to come home to
Reporters:
How would that work?
With your condition
Daisy:
Anything's possible
Violet:
When everything's right
Daisy:
I'm Daisy
Violet:
I'm Violet
Terry:
Goodnight
Buddy, Jake, Terry and the reporters leave Daisy and Violet alone
Violet:
Buddy kissed me
He kissed me for the first time
Daisy:
Didn't you hear what he said?
Violet:
There's only one thought
Running through my head
He kissed me
Daisy:
And then they both denied
Any thought of romance
Violet:
But he kissed me
Words can lie
But kisses don't
Daisy:
You can lie to yourself
I won't
No one could love a Siamese twin
Nobody wants us
No one ever has
No one ever will
Violet:
Why are you trying to kill my dream?
Daisy:
It's not a dream
It's a nightmare
Wake up
Look around you
We are freaks
Stuck together
And we'll always be alone
Violet:
But I want to wake up to what I'm dreaming of
Dreaming that some day
Some night
I could find love
Will I find love?
