Well hey sunshine!
Sunshine? Looks like rain to me
Not in here it don't
Why Frankie Epps, quit that, you hear?
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
And I was wonderin' if you're free
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
Well when do you turn sixteen
Two years from next June
Too bad about your mama
Too bad for you
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?
I haven't chewed gum fer a year!
Go on, go on, go on, go on
I bet your mama'd let me take you to the picture show
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
I was hoping i could go with you
Go on ask Iola Stover
Her mama lets her see whoever she wants
Well, maybe I will
I hope you do
Where you goin'?
To the factory, I didn't get my pay this week
Okay. I'll see you around
At the picture show
What? I thought your mama wouldn't let you
She will with Essie and Betty-Jean. Just not with you
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?