Lady Sings the Blues
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:07:01
They're trying to sell soap, right?
Everybody knows we don't use it.

:07:07
Get a bright complexion...
:07:11
pretty white hands.
:07:16
We got a party to go to, don't we?
:07:18
We still got a table at Cafe Manhattan.
:07:21
Cafe Manhattan?
:07:25
You told me if I went on tour,
I'd get downtown.

:07:27
- Yeah.
- Yeah.

:07:28
Yeah.
:07:29
What you all just sitting there for?
:07:32
Come on, gang.
:07:34
We gonna get some of them
lily-white hands, ain't we?

:07:37
That's right. We got a party to go to.
:07:39
- Come on, Mama.
- Come on, baby.

:07:50
That piano man's killing me
with them bad notes.

:07:53
I know.
:07:56
- Billie, I say you're the greatest.
- I think you're the greatest, too.

:08:02
What you...
:08:04
Oh, man, Vic, you can't be ordering
no beer in a club like this, man.

:08:07
You order beer, and they think
you want to wash your hair.

:08:10
Beer's what the sidemen get.
:08:13
You gotta get something flashier.
You hit the big time, now.

:08:15
His hair needs it.
:08:18
Reg, Reg, Reg, my man.
You're my main man, you know that?

:08:22
You all right in my book.
:08:26
Come on, Harry.
:08:30
There you go.
:08:31
And one for Mama. Little Mama.
:08:38
- All right, we're gonna have a toast.
- All right.

:08:41
- Everybody.
- Here we go.

:08:43
- To Reg.
- Well.

:08:45
Who got us home, no more to roam...
:08:48
and drink this goddamn foam.
:08:51
Drink up.
:08:55
All right.

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