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Annie (1982) - Sign
Sign is a song sung by Oliver Warbucks and Miss Hannigan when Oliver asked her to sign. However, she doesn't want to sign and wants to date Oliver Warbucks. By making him offers. However it ended up insulting him instead.
Lyrics[]
WARBUCKS:
Miss Hannigan! You need to sign these papers.
MISS HANNIGAN:
Mr. Warbucks, do you know something? For a Republican, you are SINFULLY handsome.
WARBUCKS:
Thank you.
MISS HANNIGAN:
Why I just go absolutely weak in the knees over men like you.
WARBUCKS:
My GOD, is that thing real?
WARBUCKS:
Just sign the papers.
MISS HANNIGAN:
Don't you wanna see the bedroom, my little billiard ball?
WARBUCKS:
Sign, I said.
MISS HANNIGAN (WARBUCKS):
I make a very dry martini. (Right here.)
I make a very wet souffle. (Just your name.) Don't be so mean, you mean old meanie. (Come, my dear.)
Let's you and me make, why shouldn't we make, haste?
WARBUCKS:
I have an appointment at 1.
MISS HANNIGAN (WARBUCKS):
This way...You ever been to Bonus Ires? (Where?)
Or hunger for the Argentyne? (That's ArgenTINE.)
Let's me and you fill up our diaries (What? Stop!)
Buy me a ruby. (No!) Why shouldn't you be mine?
WARBUCKS:
Come, now!
MISS HANNIGAN (WARBUCKS):
I've got your number (Close the door); you like to rhumba? (Madam, while)
I'll call you Ollie (we), my hot tamale (pry through this)
And now I've gotcha (file), my cucaracha (from my private eye.)
WARBUCKS (MISS HANNIGAN):
You spend your evenings in the shanties (You had me followed?),
Imbibing quarts of bathtub gin. (Bronchitis.)
And here you're dancing in your scanties (Great gams, don't ya think?),
With some old geezer named Little Caesar. (He's my uncle!)
You lock the orphans in the closet. (They asked for it!)
You hock their Christmas souvenirs. (Want a drink?)
You steal the funds you should deposit. (It's fresh.)
You make them grovel, while you buy lavaliers. You'll...
MISS HANNIGAN (WARBUCKS):
Must you upset me? (sit) Why don't you pet me? (out this)
It's you I crave now. (century) Let's misbehave now. (in the)
You want a smoochie (State), my little poochie? (Penitentiary)
MISS HANNIGAN:
Jail!?
WARBUCKS:
Sign, please, or...
MISS HANNIGAN (WARBUCKS):
I guess I'll never know the feeling (you'll do your singing)
Of running fingers through your hair. (from Sing-Sing.)
I guess this means no Buenos Aires. (Will you please sign!?)
Well I don't need ya (That suits me fine.), so just forget me! (On the dotted line.)
I can do better (Kindly don't whine!); forget you met me! (I'll count to nine!)
This day is sorta (Just sign) my bread and Waterloo. (right here!)
MISS HANNIGAN:
Why didn't you say so in the first place, SWINE!
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