Zei Gezent / I Gotta Little Time / We Kiss (Scene Two: The Soldier and the Nurse)

Zei gezent
 Be well and happy
 Zei gezent
 Stay out of troubles way
 I'll tell you what you long to hear
 When your ship sails home someday
 But till then I'll say
 Zei Zei Zei gezent
 Hey where you takin' me huh?
 To heaven
 They don't let types like you in
 I'm shipping out tomorrow
 Don't you wanna give a lonely soldier
 Something to remember you by?
 Ask that redhead in there
 The one with the face
 I've seen you dancing her around
 Hey you see everything huh?
 Yeah sure
 We nurses see a lot
 Well help nurse, I'm wounded
 Hey not so fast
 I got professional ethics you know
 I've been looking for you my whole life
 Me?
 I gotta little time
 I gotta little itch
 I gotta get that little itch scratched
 And who's gonna help me out?
 I gotta make it fast
 The time I've got to scratch my itch
 May be my last
 I gotta little war
 My boat's about to leave
 Why wonder what we're gonna do when
 I gotta wad of dough
 And the beers are all a dime
 Baby want some chicken wings?
 I gotta little time
 I gotta little time
 I gotta little gotta little gotta little
 My daddy don't care where I may be
 My brother won't come to look for me
 My momma don't know what she don't see
 Hey in Paris it's the morning
 In Berlin it's almost noon
 In Tokyo the Japs are smiling at tomorrow's moon
 In just a little while the world's gonna turn
 And we got just a little time
 To hop and shake and burn
 Let's burn
 I gotta little time
 I wanna be with you
 I gotta have a little fun now
 In Paris it's the morning
 In Berlin it's almost noon
 In Tokyo the Japs are smiling at tomorrow's moon
 Hey Sammy, look at the moon
 Yeah
 I got a little time
 You got a little time
 We
 Jesus Christ almighty
 You coulda had that redhead in there
 Yeah, so what?
 She'd spend all your dough
 Yeah, I know
 You think I'm pretty?
 Yeah
 You really think I'm pretty?
 I don't want to think
 I'm not sure
 Come on
 I think
 Come on
 Come on
 Come on
 We kiss
 And the angels sigh
 We kiss (we kiss)
 And our troubles fly
 There are so many newfangled ways of making love
 That we could try
 Or we could kiss
 And then say goodbye
 You're gonna write me from Paris aren'tcha?
 Yeah, yeah
 Hey could you at least say that you like me?
 I told you I liked you
 Please don't talk
 Hey say you love me, Sammy
 I love you
 Stop calling me Sammy
 My name isn't Sammy
 You said you were Sammy
 My name is Leslie
 I think
 Don't think
 I want
 I want
 I want
 We kiss
 And the heavens cry
 We kiss (we kiss)
 And the angels sigh
 After trying the one or two ways of making love
 We start to lie
 Better to kiss
 And then say
 Hey you gonna walk me home?
 Sure
 Right now?
 Yeah
 I need a beer
 Stay with me
 You're gonna get soaked
 You're gonna make for that redhead
 And what if I do?
 Look, I'm really pooped
 And I gotta leave tomorrow and fight a war
 So I need a beer
 I'll wait
 Fine then
 If you wanna wait out here in the rain you go ahead
 I'm going in
 I need a beer
 I love the rain
 I'll wait right here
 Leslie baby