[
first lines]
Chorus:
[
sings] Lucky me! / Down the four leaf clover highway, all the signs are pointing my way. / Yes siree. / For lucky me, lucky me, yes siree. / With a lucky star to guide me, and the one I love beside me. / Life can be, so fancy free! / Don't you wish that you could be... Lucky Me!
Candy Williams:
[
sings] It isn't that I'm superstitious, superstitious, I am not. / Nevertheless I take no chances walking under ladders.
Candy Williams:
[
sings] There's thirteen reasons why I feel this way.
Candy Williams:
[
sings] Never tap your toe in June, to an organ grinder's tune. / Men who pick up rusty pins marry girls with double chins.
Candy Williams:
Hap, stop it!
Hap Schneider:
What's the matter?
Candy Williams:
Well, you know that whistling in the dressing room is bad luck.
Hap Schneider:
Isn't that cute? Two months in show business, she knows all the rules.
Candy Williams:
Well, you're the one that told me.
Candy Williams:
There's thirteen people in the audience.
Hap Schneider:
This is no time to be superstitious. It's bad luck.
Hap Schneider:
"Food By Anton". There's a nice bit. Here we are loaded with talent, and some hash hustler gets his name up in lights.
Candy Williams:
But a trouper never says die!
Fortune Teller:
Be alert, my child. You are passing through a period of opportunity. You are on the brink of adventure. A mysterious stranger lurks in your future. A stranger who may serve as a guide to your fortune and destiny.
Candy Williams:
A mysterious stranger.
Candy Williams:
[
sings] I speak to the stars, and I wait for an answer.
Candy Williams:
[
sings] And the Bluebells of Broadway are ringing...
Candy Williams, Flo, Hap Schneider, Duke McGee:
[
sings] The Bluebells are ringing with a bag-pipe beat on Broadway, on Broadway tonight.
Candy Williams:
This is strictly business, Mr. Carson.
Dick Carson:
Yes, Miss Williams. Strictly business.
Candy Williams:
Oh, Mr. Carson!
[
hugs him]
Candy Williams:
[
sings] Love you dearly, more than just sincerely.
Candy Williams:
[
sings] That's why I wanna sing like an angel, and dance, dance, like the devil. So Mr. Leader-man, strike up the band, and let's go! Let's go, let's go, let's go, let's go¸ let's go!
Hap Schneider:
[
after Candy breaks a mirror] Hey, what's the matter with you? That's seven years bad luck.
Candy Williams:
Let's make it fourteen.
[
smashes another mirror]
Hap Schneider:
Wanna try for twenty-one?
[
Candy smashes a third mirror]
Lorraine Thayer:
It must be an exciting life being a lady.
Candy Williams:
You should try it sometime. Er, er... marry a Lord, that is.
Flo:
Boy, ain't this party a ball?
Hap Schneider:
What's with the ain'ts? Ain'ts. There are a lot of ritzy people here. Watch your language.
Flo:
What are you talking about? I speak as well as anybody. In fact, weller.
Hap Schneider:
Say, how about a little square-dancin'? Yahoo!
[
jumps on the table and it collapses]
Party Guest:
Alright?
Hap Schneider:
Must be these boots, I'm used to dancing in my bare feet. How's everybody? Ah! Yahoo!
Hap Schneider:
[
after Flo pushes Lorraine into the swimming pool] How did it go?
Flo:
Swimmingly.
[
last lines]
Otis Thayer:
Ooh, Friday the Thirteenth. Anyone around here superstitious?
Candy Williams:
Well, I, I... I used to be. But I'm not anymore. Not Lucky Me.
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