The Picture Show

Well, hey sunshine! Sunshine? Looks like rain to me Not from here, it don't Why, Frankie Epps! Quit that, you hear? What? I ain't doin' anything! I'm gonna go to the picture show There's a movie I've got to see You know the one called "The Silver Gun"? I've been watching since Chapter Three! I can't wait- it's at eight And I was wonderin': if you're free Go on, go on, go on, go on You know my mama'd never let me 'til I turn sixteen Go on, go on, go on, go on Besides, I only go to pictures that I haven't seen Well, when do you turn sixteen? Two years from next June It's too bad about your mama Too bad for you I know a spot near McConnach's lot Where you can see the parade real clear I got a book- you wanna take a look? It's called "The Thief and the Brigadier" I got gum- you want some? I haven't chewed gum for a year Go on, go on, go on, go on I bet your mama'd let me take you to the picture show Go on, go on, go on, go on I guess you really weren't listenin' when I said "No!" Why not ask Iola Stover? Her mama lets her do whatever she wants I was hoping I could go with you Go on and ask Iola Stover Her mama let's her see whoever she wants Well, maybe I will! I hope you do! Where are you going? To the factory I didn't get my pay this week Okay, I'll see you around At the picture show? What? I thought your mama wouldn't let you She will with Essie and Betty Jean Just not with you! Bye, sunshine! De de, de de, de de, de de Ska boo ba doo ba deet'n Dut'n doo ba doo doo doo Go on, go on, go on, go on Why, Iola! You goin' to the pictures tonight?