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RICHIE
And What if I'm next?
What if I'm next?
What am I gonna do
I haven't got a clue
I gotta think of something
What does he want
What does he want
Stories from the past
I better find one fast

DON, MAGGIE, GREG, BEBE, RICHIE, VAL, PAUL
What should I say What can I tell him

BOBBY
As I got older I kept getting stranger and stranger,
I used to go down to this Busy intersection near my house
rush hour and direct traffic. I just wanted To see if
anybody'd notice me. That's when I started breaking people's
houses -- oh, I didn't steal anything --just re-arrange
their furniture. And

VAL
And Orphan at three
Orphan at three
Mother and dad both gone
Raised by a sweet ex-con
Tied up and raped at seven
Seriously Seriously
Nothing too obscene
I'd better keep it clean

DON, CONNIE, MIKE, SHEILA, RICHIE, VAL, DIANA
What should I say? What can I tell him?

BOBBY
You wanna hear about school? I went to P.S. Shit. See,
I was the kind of kid that was always getting slammed
into lockers and stuff like that. Not only by students --
by the teachers too. Oh and I hated sports, hated sports. Soundtrack: Chorus Line - And - http://motolyrics.com/soundtrack-chorus-line/and-lyrics.html
And sports were very big. I mean, it was jock city, but
I didn't make one team. See I couldn't catch a ball if it
had elmer's glue on it. And didn't my father have to be
this big ex-football hero, he was so humiliated, he didn't
know what to tell his friends. So he told 'em all I had
polio. On father's day I'd to limp for him, and

JUDY
And God, I'm a wreck
God, I'm a wreck
I don't know where to start
I'm gonna fall apart
Where are my childhood memories?
Who were the boys
What were my toys
Gone beyond recall!
And why am I so tall
What should I say

VAL, RICHIE, MAGGIE, CONNIE, JUDY, DIANA
What can I tell him?

JUDY
And

CONNIE
And

RICHIE
And

VAL
And

BOBBY
(out of pantomime)
And mother kept saying: "If you don't stop burning brother's
toys, we're going to have to send you away." And I was always
thinking up these spectacular ways how to kill myself. But then
I realized -- to commit suicide in buffalo is redundant!