Hey, up there!
Way up there!
Whaddaya say, up there?
Waiting around for the girls upstairs
After the curtain came down
Money in my pocket to spend
"Honey, could you maybe get a friend for my friend?"
Hearing the sounds of the girls above
Dressing to go on the town
Clicking heels on steel and cement
Picking up the giggles floating down through the vent
Goddamnedest hours that I ever spent
Were waiting for the girls upstairs
Hey, up there!
Way up there!
Whaddaya say, up there?
That's where the keys hung and
That's where you picked up your mail
(spoken)
I remember
(sung)
Me and Ben
Me and Ben
We'd come around at ten
Me and Ben
And hang around the wings
Watching things
With what-the-hell-was-his-name
You know, the old guy?
Max! I remember!
Anyway
There we'd stay
Until the curtain fell
And when the curtain fell
Then all hell broke
Girls on the run
And scenery flying
Doors slamming left and right
Girls in their un-
Dies, blushing but trying
Not to duck out of sight
Girls by the hun-
Dreds waving and crying
"See you tomorrow night!"
Girls looking frazzled and girls looking great
Girls in a frenzy to get to a date
Girls like a madhouse and two of them late
And who had to wait?
And wait?
And wait?
And waiting around for the girls upstairs
Weren't we chuckleheads then?
Very young and very old hat
Everybody has to go through stages like that
Waiting around for the girls upstairs
Thank you, but never again
Life was fun, but oh, so intense
Everything was possible and nothing made sense
Back there when one of the major events
Was waiting for the
Waiting for the
Waiting for the
Waiting for the
Waiting for the girls upstairs
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