| Carol: You’re so London, you’re so Kensington Gardens, and I’m so San Antone…
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| Julie: (spoken) What’s wrong with that?
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| Carol: You’re so harp strings, you’re so chamber ensemble, and I’m so saxophone.
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| Julie: (spoken) It’s my favourite instrument.
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| Carol: You’re so kippers, so caviar, and I’m so liverwurst…
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| Julie: (spoken) It’s delicious!
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| Carol: You’re so Shakespeare, so Bernard Shaw, and I’m so Fannie Hurst!
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| Julie: (spoken) Fannie who?
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| Carol: You’re so Harpers, you’re so Manchester Guardian, and I’m so Daily News.
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| Julie: (spoken) Come on now…
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| Carol: You’re so white pumps, you’re so pink satin slippers, and I’m so army
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| shoes!
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| Wherever you go, you belong…
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| Julie: Oh Carol, you’re wrong, wrong, wrong…
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| You’re so hi there, you’re so put-her-there-partner! |
| and I’m so how d’ya do…
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| You’re so pogo! |
| You’re so Pop-eye, and peanuts, and I’m so Winnie-the-Pooh…
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| You’re root beer! |
| You’re ginger ale! |
| And I’m so lemon squash…
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| You’re so 'oh, hey bud, where’s the ladies room?' |
| and I’m so 'may I wash???'
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| You’re so Mermen, you’re so Rosalind Russell, and I’m so Deborah Kerr…
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| Carol: (spoken) Oh I love her!
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| Julie: You’re so 4H! |
| You’re so SPCA! |
| And I’m oh, so DAR!!!
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| Wherever you go, you belong…
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| Carol: No, you’re wrong, wrong, wrong!
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| You’re so Pall Mall! |
| You’re so Benson & Hedges!
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| Julie: (spoken) I don’t smoke!
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| Carol: And I’m so corn-cob pipe…
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| Julie: (spoken) You shouldn’t either…
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| Carol: (spoken) D’you know what it’s like going through life looking like a
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| corn-cob pipe?
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| Julie: (spoken) Oh, come on!
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| You’re coyote!
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| Carol: (howls)
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| Julie: You’re prairie dog! |
| And I’m so birds and bees…
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| Carol: You’re so dirndls! |
| You’re so petticoats! |
| And I’m so PVDs!!!
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| Face it, Julie, you are HEAVEN!
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| You know what you are, you’re cotton-candy. |
| You’re Christmas! |
| You’re carnivals!
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| Julie: (spoken) What?
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| Carol: You’re a little girl in her first prom dress, on her first date,
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| all dressed up, tripping down the stairs with stars in her eyes!
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| Julie: You’re hayrides, you’re Halloween! |
| You’re firecrackers on the fourth of
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| July!
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| You’re a little child at his first ball game, waving his pennant in the breeze.
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| .erm…you're our boys overseas!
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| Both: So… we'll be partners! |
| Just like hotdogs and mustard, a twosome,
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| a duet!
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| We’ll be buddies, just like Huntley and Brinkley, we’re…
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| Carol: …Andrews…
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| Julie: …and Burnett!
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| Both: Wherever we go we belong, we belong, we belong… together! |