:20:01
That old black magic has me
:20:07
ln its spell
:20:11
That old black magic that you
:20:16
Weave so well
:20:20
Those icy fingers up
:20:25
And down my spine
:20:29
The same old witchcraft
:20:33
When your eyes meet mine
:20:38
The same old tingle....
:20:43
-Bo.
-That's her, Virge.
:20:46
That's my angel.
:20:48
Angel? She's just a gal
works in a saloon.
:20:51
Look at her gleaming there...
:20:54
...so pale and white.
:20:57
And down and down....
:21:01
[CROWD GROWS NOlSY]
:21:02
BO:
Shh! Quiet!
:21:06
Quiet! Shh!
:21:08
BO:
Keep quiet over there!
:21:12
Shh! Shh!
:21:18
[WHlSTLES]
:21:21
[MUSlC STOPS]
:21:22
Bo, Bo....
:21:26
That's better!
:21:28
Now keep it quiet!
The lady's trying to sing!
:21:31
SPECTATOR: Sit down, cowboy.
-That goes for you too, mister.
:21:36
Quiet!
:21:38
[CROWD QUlETS]
:21:47
Okay, miss, you can go on
with your song now.
:21:56
-Where were we, Henry?
HENRY : ''l should stay away.''