It Happened One Night

...Washington, Baltimore,
Philadelphia, New York...

Hi, sister. All alone? My name's Shapeley.
May as well get acquainted, it's a long trip.

Gets tiresome.
Especially for somebody like you.

You look like you've got class.
Yes, with a capital "K". I'm the guy
that knows class when he sees it.

Believe you me. Ask any of the boys.
They'll tell you.

Shapeley sure knows how to pick them.
Shapeley's the name
and that's the way I like them.

You made no mistake sitting next to me.
Most girls you meet on the bus...
...ain't nothing to write home
to the wife about.

You gotta be awful careful
who you hit it up with.

You can't be too particular, neither.
What's the matter, you ain't saying much?
Seems to me you're doing excellently
without any assistance.

That's pretty good. "Seems to me you're
doing excellently without any assistance."

Well shut my big, nasty mouth.
Looks like you're one up on me.
There's nothing I like better
than to meet a high-class mama...

...that can snap back at you.
The colder they are, the hotter they get.

That's what I always say.
Yes, sir.
When a cold mama gets hot,
boy how she sizzles.

Now you're just my type.
Believe me, sister,
I could go for you in a big way.

"Fun-on-the-side Shapeley," they call me.
With accent on the "fun". Believe you me.

Believe you me,
you bore me to distraction.

Looks like you're two up on me now.
Hey, you.