Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

But Commodore Dewitt's alive.

You know, I wouldn't have thought it

Fellas. You saved the show, but-

but you've got to get started,

Uh, you get a chance like this but once in your life,

drinking and talking to the barmaid, and well, it's been hours.

We're just tryin' to be friendly Come and watch us sing and play

How about you, Davy?

McKinley. And gosh, when I saw you in that little club out west,

rye bread and some cold cuts and potato salad-

I can still hear you saying those

How'd you like to be in a Broadway musical?

Never mind about that. Examine him, doctor.

But is he sick?

Words that never were true Spoken to help nobody but you

I see all kinds of sorrow

But small enough to hide till your playin' was through

Look out, here comes tomorrow

Can I have the bed by the window?

Any minute, sir. It's just being made up.

I just can't put my finger on what it is