Ca**ie:
spoken: I can't get a job zach... God, you sound like all my friends - my fans. Acting like I'm a star and don't know it - when the truth is I never even came close and nobody has the guts to tell me. Well, it would be nice to be a star... But I'm not, I'm a dancer.
Give me somebody to dance for
Give me somebody to show
Let me wake up in the morning to find
I have somewhere exciting to go
Zach:
So, you're going through a slow period, it happens to everyone. Something will happen
Ca**ie:
That's what I kept telling myself in california, and I kept telling myself that and telling myself that... Well... Nothing will happen. I can't act
Zach: What?
Ca**ie:
I can't act. And there I am in california supposed to be this actress. Well, it didn't take me long to find out I can't act... Didn't take hollywood very long either.
Zach: You didn't work out there?
Ca**ie:
Oh, sure. A rotten part in a so-so film - part ended up getting cut, thank god - I was a go-go dancer in a tv movie of the week. Let's see - oh, yeah - commercials, I almost got to squeeze a roll of toilet paper but I lost out in the finals. Isn't' that something? Seventeen years in the business and I end up flunking toilet paper squeezing? And I was a dancing band-aid - that was fun. We had an earthquake. And I got a terrific tan - and surely you must have heard about
Zach:
I did hear you were going out with some big agent. Being a bit wild, running around, carrying on
Ca**ie:
Well, when you're a woman of leisure what else is there to do but get a bit wild and run around? Not to mention getting fat - and going crazy - which is why I came back to new york and which is why I am here today, zach, old dear. Little p**y cat. I need a job
To have something that I can believe in
To have something to be
Use me. Choose me
Zach: I just can't see you dancing in the chorus, ca**ie.
Ca**ie: Why not?
Zach: Listen, if you need some money, call my business manager
Ca**ie:
Well, sure I need money. Who doesn't? But I don't need a handout. I need a job. I need a job and I don't know any other way to say it. Do you want me to say it again?
Zach: No
Ca**ie:
Fine, then we got that far. Look, I haven't worked in two years, not really. There's nothing left for me to do. So - I'm putting myself on the line. (stepping to the line) yes I'm putting myself on your line. I don't want to wait on tables. And what I really don't want to do is teach other people how to do what I should be doing myself
God, I'm a dancer
A dancer dances!
Give me somebody to dance with
Give me a place to fit in
Help me return to the world of living
By showing me how to begin
Play me the music
Give me a chance to come through
All I ever needed was the music, and the mirror
And the chance to dance for you
Give me a job and you instantly get me involved
If you give me a job
Then the rest of the crap will get solved
Put me to work
You would think that by now I'm allowerd
I'll do you proud!
Throw me a rope to grab on to
Help me to prove that I'm strong
Give me the chance to look forward to sayin':
"hey, listen they're playin' my song."
Play me the music
Give me a chance to come through
All I ever needed was the music, and the mirror
And a chance to dance
Play me the music
Play me the music
Play me the music
Give me a chance to come through
All I ever needed was the music, and the mirror
And a chance to dance