Our mama brought us up on her own, Working herself all her life to the bone. To make sure our minds could expand, She's spent all her time behind a French-fry stand.
Papa was somebody that we never knew, But when we undress one thing is true, In the small of our backs - in the very same place. There's the same beauty spot. He had on his face We are a pair of twins born in the sign of Gemini, Mi fa so la mi re, Re mifa so so so re do, Who love catchy tunes, silly puns and repartee, Mi fa so la mi re, Re mifa so so so re do Did he have a camera?
Then how did you know he was an American? It's Jules and Jim! Miss, your slip is showing. So I've been told. Would you like Stravinsky? Count Basie or Hampton? Or maybe you'd prefer Michel Legrand? Sweetie, guys like that don't hang out in Rochefort.
He did my portrait. You never mentioned him. I don't know him. He exists and he loves me. But I've never seen him. You'll never get a man, old girl. You were born 12 minutes later, so don't "old girl" me! Our costumes, fit for a queen. So simple, they suit us to a T! We're going, just wait a minute more. Won't we look a bit like whores? Funny, the idea never occurred to me. Well, we got applause. Not quite the Asian shimmy, but it's got charm.
Enough out of you! Go find your shimmiers, you boors! To liven up our stand at the fair, we thought - - Well, it was Bill's idea.
