CORRECT LYRICS

Lyrics : Act 2: Saturday Night (Reprise)

Yes, I'll hold the phone, thank you. Anyway, she's home. 

Don't mention my name. I don't think she liked me. 

I know a dame in Richmond Hill

Yeah, but will she—?

She will!
She's what I'd call a well-built beast

Has she got two—?

At least

Hello, Flo? How are you, this is Artie. You remember Artie? No no no, we didn't meet at a speakeasy. We discussed going, but we never quite got there. Look Flo, I'm surprised, it's only been a week—

Hey, mention the four of us. She might remember the combination. 
Yeah, look, Flo, does this ring a bell? Artie, Ray, Ted and Dino? She says it doesn't really ring a bell, it hits a nerve. Look, Flo—okay, good night. She says her date's at the door. 

When you are by your lonesome
All you can do is phone some
Broad who says she's already got a date

Wish that I knew a girlie
Who'd like to retire early
And get up late!

Who wants to scare up a poker game?

I wanna scare up a dame

Call up a dame
And invite her to see
A show—

Call up a dame
And her answer'll be—
No go!
What's the result of the trouble
You took to reach her?
A single man at a double
Lousy feature

Midnight ahead
And the hay to be hit—alone

You made your bed
So you're lyin' in it—alone

Sunday, the day of rest
Should be a welcome sight—

But who needs a rest
After resting all Saturday night?