[WOMAN 2, spoken]

Murray

I am out here, Murray

And I am not discussing this anymore

(sung)

You don't want to buy me the fur

Well, that's just fine, Murray

It's not like I'm asking for much

Since you won't buy me the dog

Or the beach house in Quogue

As if you didn't have the money...

What else is new?

I'm not gonna fight for a coat

So never mind, Murray

If that's what's important to you

At least I know where I stand

So Murray, strike up the band

Because the time has come for action—

Here's what I'll do—

Clearly, I'm not wanted anymore

Now I'm not so young and beautiful

That's okay, I've faced defeat before—

I'm not gonna kvetch and I'm not gonna cry

It's not gonna get me what I wanted

So I'm simply gonna

Take one step, one tiny step, and Murray

Just one step, I'll be free

One small step, just so you shouldn't worry

I'll be free, and you'll be rid of me

Isn't that easy, Murray? Watch me...

(spoken)

You think this is maybe a joke?

Well, it's no joke, Murray

Murray?

(sung)

It looks like they're forming a crowd

Like, eighty-five at the most—

Still, front page of the Post—

(spoken)

Mur, I think it's Maury Povich

And Connie, too!

Oh, hi Connie!

(sung)

Now you'll finally make your mother proud

Since she never liked me anyway

Look, she's throwing diamonds to the crowd!

Just say the word and I'll come back inside

But until then, I'll be happy just to know

That I can always go and

Take one step

One tiny step, and, Murray!

One small step, adiós!

Just one step, honey, you better hurry!

Oh, yes sir, better give up that fur!

Take it from me, ol' Murray, here I...

(spoken)

Ah!

Whoops! Almost fell, Murray!

The mother of your children

Splattered across Fifth Avenue

In a bloody heap, Murray

And it's all your fault!

(sung)

Yes, it's you who made the money

'Cause it's you who owns the store

So if you don't wanna spend it, that's your right

But it's you who bought the penthouse

On the fifty-seventh floor

So goodnight, cheapskate, goodnight!

(spoken)

You think I don't know about her?

Well, I do, Murray

(sung)

You think I don't know about that

Or the things that you say

To your friends every day—

I'm embarrassing, I'm fat

I'm demanding, I'm controlling...

Or whatever...

Perhaps it's true...

Here's the place where I get what I've earned

Why keep crying? Why be miserable?

Lookit, Murray! Somebody's concerned!

Trust in the wind and I'll land on the crowd—

No more complaining I'm trashy and loud!

What a sensational fucking experience—

Finally, Murray, I'm getting attention! And

Just one step!

Look at where one step leads you!

One small step takes you high!

Oh, just one step down from the man who needs you—

Fuck the fur! Just send it down to her!

Oh, fare thee well, and Murray, watch me fly!

(spoken)

Murray?

Oh, I'm serious, Murray

Murray?