The Right Girl - Stephen Sondheim, Aaron Ramey

The right girl

Yeah!

The right girl!

She makes you feel like a million bucks

Instead of, what?

Like a rented tux

The right girl

Yeah!

The right girl!

She’s with you, no matter how you feel

You’re not the good guy, you’re not the heel

You’re not the dreamboat that sank;

you’re real

When you got

Yeah!

The right girl

Yeah!

And I got…

Hey, Margie

I’m back, babe

Come help me

Unpack, babe

Hey, Margie

Hey, bright girl

I’m home

What’s new, babe?

You miss me?

You smell good

Come kiss me

Hey, Margie

You wanna go dancin'?

I’m home

Des Moines was rotten and the deal fell through

I pushed, babe

I’m bushed, babe

I needed you to tell my troubles to—

The heck, babe

Let’s neck, babe

Hey, Margie

You wanna go dancin'?

You wanna go drivin'?

Or something?

Okay, babe

Whatever you say, babe

You wanna stay home

You wanna stay home

Hey, Margie

It’s day, babe

My flight goes—

No, stay, babe

You know how

You cry, babe

Stay home

Be good now

We’ll speak, babe

It might be

Next week, babe

Hey, Margie

Goodbye, babe

I gotta go home

The right girl

Yeah!

The right girl

She sees you’re nothing and thinks you’re king

She knows you’ve got other songs to sing

You still could be—hell, well, anything

When you got

Yeah!

The right girl

And I got…

Hey, Margie

I’m back, babe

Come help me

Unpack, babe

Hey, Margie

Hey, bright girl

I’m home

You miss me?

I knew it

Hey, Margie

I blew it

I don’t love

The right girl

(spoken)

Ah shit…