MILLIE:
I STUDIED ALL THE PICTURES
IN MAGAZINES AND BOOKS.
I MEMORIZED THE SUBWAY MAP, TOO.
IT'S ONE BLOCK NORTH TO MACY'S,
AND TWO BLOCKS TO BROTHERS BROOKS.
MANHATTAN, I PREPARED FOR YOU.
YOU CERTAINLY ARE DIFF'RENT
FROM WHAT THEY HAVE BACK HOME,
WHERE NOTHIN'S OVER THREE STORIES HIGH,
AND NO ONE'S IN A HURRY,
OR WANTS TO ROAM.
BUT I DO, THOUGH THEY WONDER WHY.
THEY SAID I SOON BE GOOD AND LONELY.
THEY SAID I WOULD SING THE HOMESICK BLUES.
[Taking a train ticket from her pocket.]
SO I ALWAYS HAVE THIS TICKET IN MY POCKET,
A TICKET HOME IN MY POCKET
TO DO WITH AS I CHOOSE.
[Tearing the ticket in two.]
BURN THE BRIDGE. BET THE STORE.
BABY'S COMING HOME NO MORE,
NOT FOR THE LIFE OF ME.
BREAK THE LOCK. POST MY BAIL.
DONNE MY TIME; I'M OUT OF JAIL.
NOT FOR THE LIFE OF ME.
A LIFE THAT'S GOTTA BE MORE THAN A ONE-LIGHT TOWN,
WHERE THE LIGHTS ARE ALWAYS RED.
GOTTA BE MORE THAN AN OLD GHOST TOWN,
WHERE THE GHOST AIN'T EVEN DEAD.
CLAP-A-YOUR HANDS, JUST-A-BECAUSE
DON'T YOU KNOW THAT WHERE I AM AIN'T
WHERE I WAS.
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!
