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Bette Midler Lyrics for Song: The Vicki Eydie Show: Around The World/istanbul/fiesta In Rio/south Se
 Lyrics for Album: Other Songs - Bette Midler
 
 
 
 3801>"And now, And now, And now!
 
 Comes my favorite part.
 
 This is the part where
 
 I get to expose myself,
 
 to... Cleveland.
 
 All my hopes, fears,
 
 dreams and desires,
 
 right here, right now,
 
 in this little section.
 
 I have been in showbusiness
 
 for 10 years and every time
 
 I have to go back on the stage
 
 I have this dream,
 
 That I am trapped in an act,
 
 not of my own design,
 
 In this act, I demonstrate
 
 the kind of performer I might
 
 have become, had I not been
 
 blessed with brains,
 
 talent and gorgeous tits!
 
 Yes indeed Ladies and Germs,
 
 in this, in this dream I demonstrate
 
 the kind of preformer I would have
 
 become had I only been blessed
 
 with gorgeous tits, yes, here they are!
 
 Here thay are, You've read about them
 
 in people magazine, they were featured
 
 on the cover of life.
 
 Octover 1st, 1954,
 
 3 year old baby with 38 inch chest.
 
 That was something to behold! Ahh.
 
 Now, the name of the performer
 
 that I play in my dream is 'Vicki Eydie',
 
 Vickie Eydie is definitely a lounge act,
 
 Vickie Eydie is not the kind performer
 
 who goes around singing any old kind of song
 
 she wants to sing, you understand!
 
 No, this act, what can I call it? It is a global revue,
 
 She does not, of course, travel alone, no,
 
 She has hired a once famous, singing trio!
 
 'The Dazzling Eette-ettes'
 
 And if I am not mistake, here they
 
 comes this very mimette,
 
 Mimmette? Here they come!
 
 'The Dazzling Ette-ettes'
 
 Oh God! Welcome to my nightmare!"
 
 
 
 "And now!
 
 The plywood room,
 
 Higher top swing go'ers,
 
 Celebrity motorlodge!
 
 In gorgeous downtown 'Seven Hills'
 
 is thrilled to present,
 
 The inevitable song stylings
 
 of the internationnally acclaimed
 
 Miss Vicki Eydie!
 
 In her internationnally acclaimed
 
 'Around the world Revue' entitled
 
 'Around the world in 80 ways!'
 
 And now, he-e-e-ere's Vicki!!
 
 
 
 Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey! Hey!
 
 Around the world I've searched
 
 for you, I traveled on when hope
 
 was gone to keep a rendezvous.
 
 
 
 Say, I knew somewhere, sometime,
 
 somehow, you would look at me
 
 and I would see the smile you're smiling now. OOH!
 
 
 
 It might have been in County Down,
 
 or in New York, in Gay Paree,
 
 or even, London Town.
 
 
 
 Hey! What difference does it make?
 
 No more will I go all around the world,
 
 for I have found my world in,
 
 Y-O-U, HEY! Ha!
 
 
 
 "What difference does it make!?
 
 Jokers, Tokers and Smokers!
 
 How are you tonight!?
 
 Where are you tonight!?
 
 And how does your sign say!?
 
 Have we got a little treat in store for you tonight!
 
 We're gonna take you on a wonderful little
 
 trip around this glorious little globe of ours!
 
 we feature songs of many colors, and flags of lots of nations
 
 And the first stop on this whirl-wind cavelcade.
 
 The exotic Middle East!
 
 The medieval Turkey of a patoon!"
 
 Here we go, Girls! OW!"
 
 
 
 Istanbul was Constantinople
 
 Now it's Istanbul, not Constantinople
 
 Been a long time gone, Constantinople
 
 Now it's Turkish delight on a moonlit night
 
 
 
 Every gal in Constantinople
 
 Lives in Istanbul, not Constantinople
 
 So if you've got a date in Constantinople
 
 She'll be waiting in Istanbul
 
 
 
 Even old New York
 
 Was once New Amsterdam, Hey!
 
 Why they changed it I can't say
 
 People just liked it better that way
 
 
 
 Nya, Nya, Nya!
 
 Sing the song Girls!
 
 Nya, Nya, Nya!
 
 [Repeated]
 
 Sing out, Sing out.
 
 Nya, Nya, Nya!...
 
 Wow!
 
 
 
 So take me back to Constantinople
 
 No, you can't go back to Constantinople
 
 Been a long time gone, Constantinople
 
 Why did Constantinople get the works
 
 That's nobody's business but the Turks'
 
 HEY!!!
 
 
 
 "But no time to linger!
 
 No time to linger!
 
 Vicki Eydie gets preposterous
 
 on the bosperous!
 
 But as I say no time to linger
 
 in the Auderman empire,
 
 For I hear by the sound of the
 
 castanettes, we are off,
 
 off, off, off we are off.
 
 Off to Br-r-r-r-r-r-r-azil! a-Br-r-razil. Brazil...
 
 Land of hope, Land of hemp.
 
 Hmmmm.
 
 I wrote this next musical composition
 
 for the festival at 'Piranha Del-Rai'
 
 Unfortunately I did not win
 
 that particular festival,
 
 OtherwiseIi would not be here in,
 
 er... Cleveland! Tonight
 
 But makes no, nevermind!
 
 For me, this song sums up the
 
 essence of the Latin-American experience.
 
 See if you don't understand what I mean"
 
 
 
 It was Fiesta.
 
 Tropical moonlight.
 
 It was, it was Fiesta
 
 and he held me so tight.
 
 I thought, I thought I was dying.
 
 But I just had the clap.
 
 It was Fiesta
 
 and I had the clap.
 
 
 
 What to do in Rio,
 
 when you can't even pee-o?
 
 I had a bum time,
 
 though it was fiesta.
 
 I-I-I-I-I-I-I!
 
 
 
 When he turned the light down low
 
 he said, "Oh Miss Vickie, I, I want you so."
 
 
 
 I was a forced, forced to remove myself from his lap.
 
 You take care at Fiesta. You beware, beware at Fiesta.
 
 Oh there at Fiesta, he will give you the . . .
 
 
 
 [ Clapping to beat ]
 
 
 
 Wa-hoo, Hey!
 
 
 
 "Catchy, huh?
 
 Yeah, I thought you'd enjoy that!
 
 But no time to linger in South America,
 
 For I hear by the sound of the slide guitar,
 
 That it is time for us to move along,
 
 Yes, indeed Ladies and gentlemen,
 
 we are on our way, and just in time
 
 for Vicki Eydie's South Sea Adventure!
 
 Ahh, the South Sea's, The South Sea's,
 
 where I found peace, contentment and
 
 many tropical fruits I had not known before!
 
 Yes, Ladies and Gentlemen, Vicki Eydie eats papaya!
 
 We are about to recreatefor you, one the most beautiful
 
 and sensual of all the native rituals for you and
 
 here are some beautiful and sensual native's right now!"
 
 
 
 In the south sea island of Tawanga,
 
 I let myself go.
 
 What a beautiful setting for romancing,
 
 and the palms sway too and fro.
 
 And the island men are so handsome,
 
 they make you really know,
 
 what it's like not to be left lonely
 
 as they sing soft and low.
 
 
 
 If you're cracking up from having lack of shaking up.
 
 If you're cracking up from having lack of shaking up.
 
 If you're cracking up, why don't you pack it up?
 
 You got to find yourself a crazy kind of love
 
 
 
 Two-Three-Four
 
 Aaaahh-Way
 
 Lack-of-nookies-got-me!
 
 Aaaaahh-Way
 
 Come-on-I-wanna-lay-ya!
 
 Aaaaahh-Way
 
 You got to find yourself a crazy kind of love!
 
 
 
 They took me down by the waterfall,
 
 they showed me their island ways.
 
 They gave me beautiful flowers,
 
 and pretty good island lays.
 
 I forgot about what was right,
 
 and I learned what was very bad.
 
 But now I am the princess of the island,
 
 and they make me feel very glad.
 
 
 
 If you're cracking up from having lack of shaking up.
 
 If you're cracking up from having lack of shaking up.
 
 If you're cracking up, why don't you pack it up?
 
 You got to find yourself a crazy kind of love.
 
 
 
 Two-Three-Four
 
 Aaaahh-Way
 
 Lack-of-nookies-got-me!
 
 Aaaaahh-Way
 
 Come-on-I-wanna-lay-ya!
 
 Aaaaahh-Way
 
 You got to find yourself a crazy kind of love!
 
 That's Right
 
 You got to find yourself a crazy kind of love!
 
 That's Right
 
 You got to find yourself a crazy kind of love!
 
 
 
 "Here we go!!!
 
 Time to sing along with Vicki Eydie!
 
 Don't you want sing along with Vicki Eydie!? Yeah!
 
 Ok, forget music!
 
 I sing first, then you,
 
 Get it?
 
 Got it?
 
 Good!"
 
 
 
 If you're cracking up from having lack of shacking up!
 
 If you're cracking up from having lack--
 
 God, what a quiet, quiet little group.
 
 What a quiet, tasteful little group!
 
 Now that the lights are on,
 
 I see just how quiet and tasteful you really are!
 
 Let's try it again!
 
 Me first,
 
 Then you,
 
 Real loud!
 
 
 
 If you're cracking up from having lack of shacking up!
 
 IF YOU'RE CRACKING UP FROM HAVING LACK OF SHACKING UP!
 
 Wonderful!
 
 If you're cracking up from having lack of shacking up!
 
 IF YOU'RE CRACKING UP FROM HAVING LACK OF SHACKING UP!
 
 If you're cracking up...
 
 IF YOU'RE CRACKING UP!
 
 Why don't you pack it up!
 
 WHY DON'T YOU PACK IT UP!
 
 And find yourself a crazy kind of Love!
 
 AND FIND YOURSELF A CRAZY KIND OF LOVE!
 
 
 
 "Now here comes the hard part.
 
 Now, many Caucasians have a lot of diffulty
 
 wrapping their little mouths around this parts.
 
 because this is real Polynesian, you understand!"
 
 
 
 Ahh-Way Lack of nookies got me I see it has!
 
 AHH-WAY LACK OF NOOKIES GOT ME!
 
 Next phrase!
 
 Ahh-Way, Come on I want to lay you.
 
 AHH-WAY, COME ON I WANT TO LAY YOU!
 
 Excellent! Excellent!
 
 Why much better than we had hoped!
 
 
 
 "Why, my Goodness me, do you think we can do it up to tempo!?
 
 Do you think you can do it up to tempo!?
 
 [Audience:] YEAH!
 
 Let's go!
 
 Up to tempo for the little Mother-Fucker's!
 
 HERE WE GO!
 
 
 
 IF YOU'RE CRACKING UP FROM HAVING LACK OF SHACKING UP!
 
 IF YOU'RE CRACKING UP FROM HAVING LACK OF SHACKING UP!
 
 IF YOU'RE CRACKING UP, WHY DON'T YOU PACK IT UP!
 
 YOU GOT TO FIND YOURSELF A CRAZY KIND OF LOVE!
 
 
 
 TWO-THREE-FOUR!
 
 AAH-WAY!
 
 LACK OF NOOKIE'S GOT ME!
 
 AHH WAY!
 
 COME ON I WANNA LAY YA!
 
 YOU GOTTA FIND YOURSELF A CRAZY KIND OF LOVE!
 
 THAT'S RIGHT,
 
 YOU GOTTA FIND YOURSELF A CRAZY KIND OF LOVE!
 
 THAT'S RIGHT,
 
 YOU GOTTA FIND YOURSELF A CRAZY KIND OF L-O-O-O-OVE!...
 
 
 
 You're out of the woods,
 
 you're out of the dark,
 
 you're out of the night.
 
 Step into the sun,
 
 step into the light,
 
 then open your eyes
 
 and love will open, ahhh,
 
 open, ahhh,
 
 open, open, open, open up.
 
 
 
 Nicky Arnstein!
 
 Nicky Arnstein!
 
 Nicky Arnstein!
 
 
 
 Hey! Come on along and listen to
 
 the lullaby of Broadway.
 
 The hi-de-hi and boopa-doo.
 
 The lullaby of Broadway.
 
 
 
 The band begins to go to town
 
 and everyone goes crazy.
 
 You rock-a-bye your baby 'round
 
 'til everything gets hazy.
 
 Hush-a-bye, I'm gonna buy you this and that,
 
 you hear your daddy sing.
 
 Then baby goes home to her flat
 
 to sleep all day.
 
 
 
 Good night, baby.
 
 Good night. Milkman's on his way.
 
 Sleep tight, oh, my baby.
 
 You sleep tight. Let's call it a day.
 
 
 
 Listen to, the lullaby,
 
 of ol-gone, you know it's old.
 
 Come on along Broadway!
 
 yeah, brodway, yeah, broadway!
 
 The lulla-lullaby of Bro-o-o-oadway!
 
 Yow!
 
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