FRANKIE: Well hey sunshine!
MARY: Sunshine? Looks like rain to me
FRANKIE: Not in here it don't
MARY: Why Frankie Epps, quit that, you hear?
FRANKIE: What? I ain't doin' anything!
I'm gonna go to the picture show
There's a movie I've got to see
You know the one, called "The Silver Gun"
Well, I been watchin' since Chapter Three
I can't wait, it's at eight
But I was wonderin' if you're free
MARY:
Go on, go on, go on, go on
You know my mama'd never let me till I turn sixteen
Go on, go on, go on, go on
Besides I only go to pictures that I haven't seen
FRANKIE: Well when do you turn sixteen?
MARY: Two years from next June
FRANKIE: Too bad about your mama
MARY: Too bad for you!
FRANKIE:
I know a spot near McConnach's lot
Where you can see the parade real clear
I got a book, you wanna take a look?
It's called "The Theif and the Brigadier"
I got gum, you want some?
MARY:
I haven't chewed gum fer a year!
FRANKIE:
Go on, go on, go on, go on
I bet your mama'd let me take you to the picture show
MARY:
Go on, go on, go on, go on
I guess you weren't really listening when I said "No!"
Why not ask Iola Stover
Her mama lets her do whatever she wants
FRANKIE:
I was hopin' I could go with you
MARY:
Go on ask Iola Stover
Her mama lets her see whoever she wants
FRANKIE:
Well, maybe I will
MARY:
I hope you do
FRANKIE: Hey, Where you goin'?
MARY: To the factory, I didn't get my pay this week
FRANKIE: Okay I'll see you around
MARY: At the picture show
FRANKIE: What? I thought your mama wouldn't let you
MARY: She will with Essie and Betty-Jean Just not with you
FRANKIE: Bye sunshine!
De de de de de de de de de de
Go on, go on, go on, go on
Well, Iola! You goin' to the pictures tonight?