[SALLY (spoken)] I think people are perfectly marvellous, I really do, Cliff. Don't you? I don't think people should have to explain anything. For example, if I should paint my fingernails green and it just so happens I do paint them green, well, if anyone should ask me why, I say: " I think it's pretty!" ("I think it's pretty," I reply.) So, if anyone should ask about you and me, you have two alternatives: you can either say, "Oh, yes, it's true. We're living in delicious sin." Or you can simple tell the truth, and say:
I met this perfectly marvellous girl In this perfectly wonderful place As I lifted a glass To the start of a marvellous year. Before I knew she called on the phone, Inviting. Next moment I was no longer alone, But sat reciting Some perfectly beautiful verse, In my charming Amearican style. How I dazzled her senses Was truly no less than a crime.
Now I've this perfectly marvelous girl In my perfectly beautiful room And we're living together And having a marvellous time.
[CLIFF (spoken)] Sally, I'm afraid this wouldn't work out. You're much too distracting.
[SALLY (spoken)] Distracting? No, inspiring!
She tell me perfectly marvellous tales Of her thrillingly scandalous life Which I'll probably use As a chapter or two in my book.
And since my stay in Berlin was to force Creation, What luck to fall on a fabulous source Of stimulation. And perfectly marvellous, too, Is her perfect agreement to be Just as still as a mouse When I'm giving my novel a whirl.
Yes, I've a highly agreeable life In my perfectly beautiful room With my nearly invisible, Perfectly marvellous, girl.
[CLIFF (spoken)] Sally- I just can't afford... Do you have any money?
[SALLY] A few marks... Six!
[CLIFF] Oh, God!
[SALLY] Oh, please, Cliff- just for a day or two? Please!
[CLIFF] I... met... this... Truly remarkable girl In this really incredible town, And she skillfully managed To talk her way in to my room.
[SALLY] Oh, Cliff!
[CLIFF] I have a terrible feeling I've said A dumb thing. Beside, I've only got one narrow bed.