BLACK

Poor child, Poor child

Beautiful and bruised

Poor child, Pure child

Virginal and used

Her hair, Her smile, Her eyes

So tender

Her heart, Her soul, Her life

So broken

How much more must she endure?

Poor child, Poor child

Sensitive and hard

One more girl forever scarredQUEENIE

Pause for a moment

Then throw him a glance Look askance at Burrs and smile show him how it is, maybe then he'll get his

 

 

 

QUEENIE

Just pause for a moment, then offer a stare

Let him watch you walk on air

Share a very quiet rendezvous.BLACK

Poor child, poor child, prisoner of shame

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

BLACK

Poor child,  

 

 

Poor child,  

 

Searching for a name. 

 

 

 

 

 

 

KATE

He's a dime-store fraud, she's a second-hand Broad!

And when the trap is set, I'll be there my Burrs, he thinks he's her's, but he's in for some news. Light the fuse and place the betQUEENIE

Gently pull him to you

His face, his arms, his chest

Try

To be weary and wise

His hands, his hips, his legs

Try

To get lost in his eyes, those heavenly eyes

 

 

 

Pause for a moment then say your hello, watch as Burrs begins to blow!

Burrs getting angry, Burrs getting rougher!

Tonight, I'll make him suffer

Show him how it is, maybe then he'll get his 

 

KATE

Well,  

 

 

I wasn't born yesterday

Hell,  

 

 

I wasn't born yesterday!

In an hour or two

 

Things will start to unglue

 

 

Burrs will be waiting!

And happily I'll go and bring him to me, and bring him to me!

Well we'll see, won't we?

She better watch her step with Burrs, or she'll get her's. 

 

BLACK

Her hair, her smile, her eyes, so tender

 

 

Her heart, her soul, her life, so broken

 

How much more must she endure?

 

 

 

 

Poor child,  

 

 

Poor child

Generous and tight

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

One more girl lost in the night 

 

BURRS

What does she thing she's doing, doing?

What does she think I am?

Who does he think he's wooing, wooing?

Someone who gives a damn!

She's a sham!

She may be pretty and bat her eyes, but soon he'll get wise

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Flirt!

 

She's a flirt!

And it's she who'll get hurt

Oh

She's a phony!

She's a sham!

A stony-eyes lamb

She better

Watch her

Step with

Burrs, or

She'll get

Her'sBLACK

Poor child!

Pure child!

Dangerous, divine

She's a beautiful, virginal, sensitive

Poor child! 

 

QUEENIE

I'll settle the score

 

 

 

 

Black!KATE

Predictable bore

 

 

 

I'll take whats

 

Mine! 

 

 

 

BLACK

And I'll make her

 

Mine! 

BURRS

Dangerous whore

 

 

I'll take

Whats

Mine!