Dorothy and Rose in “Big Daddy's Little Lady”

Let's take it from the top.

From the top. Oh, that's sounds so musical!

[pointing at the piano] Tickle the ivories, Rose.

[tickling] Goochie-goochie-goochie-goo! [laughs]

Rose, play or die! [Rose begins playing]

[singing the lyrics] "Miami is nice/So I'll say it twice/Miami is nice/Miami is nice/Miami is..." W-, wait a minute, wait a minute, wait a minute! You put in an extra "Miami is nice"!

I had to. It hurts the music if you don't put it in.

Yeah, but the lyrics don't make any sense! I mean, it goes, "Miami is nice/So I'll say it twice."

Oh, I see your point. Well, what about this: "Miami is nice/So I'll say it thrice!"

"Thrice"?! Who the hell says "thrice"?!

It's a word!

So is "interuterine". It does not belong in a song.

[playing and singing] Miami, you're cuter than, an interuterine...