I Am Playing Me

HEIDI
 I'm standing here
 Just left of center and
 Something ain't clear
 When did I sign
 On the line
 Of this decree
 JEFF (correcting)
 -cree
 HEIDI
 -cree
 Sorry
 Stuck in a show where I am playing me
 That's funny
 JEFF
 Keep going.
 HEIDI
 I'm trapped in a whole
 Nowhere to go with my role
 Strain in my neck
 For an exit that
 Sets me free
 JEFF
 Free
 HEIDI
 Free-ee
 Stuck in a show where I am playing me
 JEFF
 Let's hear the bridge
 HEIDI
 I insist I could make a misty
 Hiding inside miss Ana Christi
 And lord knows I could raise the roof
 Playing the maid that goofs in Tartouf
 And I could be awesome playing a dude
 In the title role of the Mystery of Edwin Drood
 Ooo? ooo?. Ooo? ooo.
 SUSAN (as Heidi's singing)
 How's the writing?
 HUNTER
 It's going. I'm getting nervous that our play is a little doughnuts for dinner.
 SUSAN
 Is that a show?
 HUNTER
 No, doughnuts for dinner? you know,
 it sounds like a good idea but thirty minutes later you're hungry for something a little meatier.
 SUSAN
 A little meatier' Like, a tiny asteroid is a little meatier?
 HUNTER
 Exactly' no. I mean I don't want this to be just sketches and novelty songs linked together.
 I want there to be substance, not just fluff.
 Not that there's anything wrong with fluff,
 but I wanna strive for something that makes people really pay attention.
 You know what I mean?
 SUSAN
 Uh? I totally stopped listening
 HEIDI
 Not a chance
 For my career
 To advance
 And there's no strait guys
 Here for me to romance
 I guess I'll swallow my pride
 And make the best of
 The rest of
 This spree
 JEFF
 Spree
 HEIDI
 That is the note I'm singing Jeff
 Stuck in a show where I am playing me