and some dye. black.
and some clothes . . . my. clothes.
who put me in this?
it's legal again?
is he betrothed, do you know? miss costello doesn't know who she could possibly mean. she ,- follows her sightline to the opposite wall, to a chair, to sayer sitting alone.
you made me love you i didn't want to do it  i didn't want to do it . . . singing as she does it, she pulls him out of his chair. embarrassed, he resists, but she finally gets on the dance floor. never more mortified in his life he "dances . . . " and the band finishes the song. '
you'd never know it now, but i used to be so pretty, dr. sayer, even you would've thought so.