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