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Let's Be Bad (SMASH Cast Version) [feat. Megan Hilty] Lyrics
| Song | Let's Be Bad (SMASH Cast Version) [feat. Megan Hilty] |
| Artist | Smash Cast |
| Album | BOMBSHELL |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [CHORUS GIRLS] | |
| When we're feeling down and low, | |
| Then our favorite word is no | |
| Cause it points the way to go. | |
| [The rest of the Chorus girls come on] | |
| Let's be bad. | |
| Who knows what will come tomorrow? | |
| Neighbor, lose the sauce and sorrow. | |
| Here's some sugar you can borrow. | |
| Let's be bad. | |
| [spoken] | |
| [ASSISTANT] | |
| Does anyone think she'll actually show up? Is she even on set? | |
| [ASSISTANT 2] | |
| Ms. Monroe is in her dressing room! | |
| [DIRECTOR] | |
| What kind of shape is she in? | |
| [ASSISTANT] | |
| Her shape ain't the problem, where is she? We're gonna be stuck here all night! | |
| [sung] | |
| [CHORUS GIRLS] | |
| Don't want to be boring | |
| Our twenties are roaring | |
| Let's punish the flooring | |
| Yeah drummer man, do what you can | |
| Tonight the (whoo!) will hit the fan! | |
| [spoken] | |
| [DIRECTOR] | |
| How many take did we do yesterday? 60? | |
| [ASSISTANT] | |
| You know, someone should fire her! | |
| [ASSISTANT 2] | |
| Fire Miss Monroe?! | |
| [sung] | |
| If you need some more enticing, | |
| Here's a girl with twice the spicing | |
| We're the cake, but she's the icing! | |
| Let's be bad. | |
| Let's be bad. | |
| [The lights and chorus all focus up center, Marilyn is nowhere to be seen] | |
| [spoken] | |
| [DIRECTOR] | |
| Arthur, where is she? | |
| [ARTHUR MILLER] | |
| She's in her dressing room, she's not feeling well. | |
| [DIRECTOR] | |
| I'm not feeling well either, get her out here, now! | |
| [The warehouse door to Stage 5 opens, revealing Marilyn along with Assistant 2 and Assistant 3] | |
| [MARILYN] | |
| Here she is boys, Marilyn Monroe in the flesh, all ready to film yet another thrilling movie about a dumb blonde. | |
| [ARTHUR] | |
| Marilyn, you look wonderful. | |
| [MARILYN] | |
| And that's all that matters, isn't it? | |
| [ARTHUR] | |
| Darling, so many pills… | |
| [MARILYN] | |
| How do you expect me to keep going? You're not bringing in any dough. Somebody has to support us. | |
| [DIRECTOR] | |
| Let's take it from her entrance. | |
| [MARILYN] | |
| Where's my mark? | |
| [ASSISTANT 2] | |
| Right this way Miss Monroe, follow me. | |
| [DIRECTOR] | |
| Action! | |
| [sung] | |
| [CHORUS GIRLS:] | |
| Let's be bad! | |
| Let's be bad! | |
| [MARILYN] | |
| If you say something is taboo, | |
| Well, that's the thing I want to do. | |
| Do it till we're black and blue, | |
| Let's be bad. | |
| Guns and gangsters suit me fine. | |
| Al Capone is a buddy of mine. | |
| He's my big-shot valentine. | |
| Let's be bad. | |
| If spirits are sagging | |
| If feet are 'a dragging | |
| Fall off of that wagon. | |
| The piano hums to the bass and drums, | |
| And I'll be dancing when Hoover comes. | |
| Don't care if you've tied the knot, | |
| Most folks want what they ain't got. | |
| Melt the ice, some like it hot. | |
| Let's be bad. | |
| Here's my whistle, make it "whetter." | |
| Let me wear that scarlet letter. | |
| When I'm bad I'm even better. | |
| Let's be bad. | |
| [spoken] | |
| [DIRECTOR:] | |
| What a mess! She's so doped up I can't use any of this! | |
| [sung] | |
| [MARILYN] | |
| Say "bye-bye, propriety!" | |
| No polite society | |
| Give me notoriety! | |
| Let's be bad. | |
| [spoken] | |
| [ASSISTANT 2] | |
| You're fabulous, Marilyn! | |
| [ARTHUR:] | |
| The whole world adores you! | |
| [ASSISTANT:] | |
| Keep dancing, you're gorgeous! | |
| [sung] | |
| Bring on the vices! | |
| Don't care what the price is! | |
| I'll add the right spices, | |
| When the stand-up bass slaps you in the face, | |
| Well, it ain't my husband I'll embrace. | |
| I can't see the use in waiting. | |
| Your lips are intoxicating | |
| Do my hips need some translating? | |
| Let's be bad. | |
| If I drown in bathtub gin, | |
| Notify my next of kin, | |
| They might grieve, or might jump in! | |
| Let's be bad. | |
| Who wants plays and O'Neill dramas? | |
| Gershwin is the cat's pajamas! | |
| I'm the queen of the red-hot mamas! | |
| Let's be bad. | |
| Each crook and G-man | |
| Each cop and he-man | |
| Just stick with me, man! | |
| Every joint's a juke with my red-hot uke, | |
| And just like Judas once said to Luke, | |
| Here's the key for my ignition, | |
| Hit the gas to my transmission! | |
| When you hear the things I'm wishing' | |
| You won't offer opposition! | |
| Let's prohibit Prohibition! | |
| Let's be bad! | |
| Some like it hot, and that ain't bad! |
| CHORUS GIRLS | |
| When we' re feeling down and low, | |
| Then our favorite word is no | |
| Cause it points the way to go. | |
| The rest of the Chorus girls come on | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| Who knows what will come tomorrow? | |
| Neighbor, lose the sauce and sorrow. | |
| Here' s some sugar you can borrow. | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| spoken | |
| ASSISTANT | |
| Does anyone think she' ll actually show up? Is she even on set? | |
| ASSISTANT 2 | |
| Ms. Monroe is in her dressing room! | |
| DIRECTOR | |
| What kind of shape is she in? | |
| ASSISTANT | |
| Her shape ain' t the problem, where is she? We' re gonna be stuck here all night! | |
| sung | |
| CHORUS GIRLS | |
| Don' t want to be boring | |
| Our twenties are roaring | |
| Let' s punish the flooring | |
| Yeah drummer man, do what you can | |
| Tonight the whoo! will hit the fan! | |
| spoken | |
| DIRECTOR | |
| How many take did we do yesterday? 60? | |
| ASSISTANT | |
| You know, someone should fire her! | |
| ASSISTANT 2 | |
| Fire Miss Monroe?! | |
| sung | |
| If you need some more enticing, | |
| Here' s a girl with twice the spicing | |
| We' re the cake, but she' s the icing! | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| The lights and chorus all focus up center, Marilyn is nowhere to be seen | |
| spoken | |
| DIRECTOR | |
| Arthur, where is she? | |
| ARTHUR MILLER | |
| She' s in her dressing room, she' s not feeling well. | |
| DIRECTOR | |
| I' m not feeling well either, get her out here, now! | |
| The warehouse door to Stage 5 opens, revealing Marilyn along with Assistant 2 and Assistant 3 | |
| MARILYN | |
| Here she is boys, Marilyn Monroe in the flesh, all ready to film yet another thrilling movie about a dumb blonde. | |
| ARTHUR | |
| Marilyn, you look wonderful. | |
| MARILYN | |
| And that' s all that matters, isn' t it? | |
| ARTHUR | |
| Darling, so many pills | |
| MARILYN | |
| How do you expect me to keep going? You' re not bringing in any dough. Somebody has to support us. | |
| DIRECTOR | |
| Let' s take it from her entrance. | |
| MARILYN | |
| Where' s my mark? | |
| ASSISTANT 2 | |
| Right this way Miss Monroe, follow me. | |
| DIRECTOR | |
| Action! | |
| sung | |
| CHORUS GIRLS: | |
| Let' s be bad! | |
| Let' s be bad! | |
| MARILYN | |
| If you say something is taboo, | |
| Well, that' s the thing I want to do. | |
| Do it till we' re black and blue, | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| Guns and gangsters suit me fine. | |
| Al Capone is a buddy of mine. | |
| He' s my bigshot valentine. | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| If spirits are sagging | |
| If feet are ' a dragging | |
| Fall off of that wagon. | |
| The piano hums to the bass and drums, | |
| And I' ll be dancing when Hoover comes. | |
| Don' t care if you' ve tied the knot, | |
| Most folks want what they ain' t got. | |
| Melt the ice, some like it hot. | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| Here' s my whistle, make it " whetter." | |
| Let me wear that scarlet letter. | |
| When I' m bad I' m even better. | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| spoken | |
| DIRECTOR: | |
| What a mess! She' s so doped up I can' t use any of this! | |
| sung | |
| MARILYN | |
| Say " byebye, propriety!" | |
| No polite society | |
| Give me notoriety! | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| spoken | |
| ASSISTANT 2 | |
| You' re fabulous, Marilyn! | |
| ARTHUR: | |
| The whole world adores you! | |
| ASSISTANT: | |
| Keep dancing, you' re gorgeous! | |
| sung | |
| Bring on the vices! | |
| Don' t care what the price is! | |
| I' ll add the right spices, | |
| When the standup bass slaps you in the face, | |
| Well, it ain' t my husband I' ll embrace. | |
| I can' t see the use in waiting. | |
| Your lips are intoxicating | |
| Do my hips need some translating? | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| If I drown in bathtub gin, | |
| Notify my next of kin, | |
| They might grieve, or might jump in! | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| Who wants plays and O' Neill dramas? | |
| Gershwin is the cat' s pajamas! | |
| I' m the queen of the redhot mamas! | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| Each crook and Gman | |
| Each cop and heman | |
| Just stick with me, man! | |
| Every joint' s a juke with my redhot uke, | |
| And just like Judas once said to Luke, | |
| Here' s the key for my ignition, | |
| Hit the gas to my transmission! | |
| When you hear the things I' m wishing' | |
| You won' t offer opposition! | |
| Let' s prohibit Prohibition! | |
| Let' s be bad! | |
| Some like it hot, and that ain' t bad! |
| CHORUS GIRLS | |
| When we' re feeling down and low, | |
| Then our favorite word is no | |
| Cause it points the way to go. | |
| The rest of the Chorus girls come on | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| Who knows what will come tomorrow? | |
| Neighbor, lose the sauce and sorrow. | |
| Here' s some sugar you can borrow. | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| spoken | |
| ASSISTANT | |
| Does anyone think she' ll actually show up? Is she even on set? | |
| ASSISTANT 2 | |
| Ms. Monroe is in her dressing room! | |
| DIRECTOR | |
| What kind of shape is she in? | |
| ASSISTANT | |
| Her shape ain' t the problem, where is she? We' re gonna be stuck here all night! | |
| sung | |
| CHORUS GIRLS | |
| Don' t want to be boring | |
| Our twenties are roaring | |
| Let' s punish the flooring | |
| Yeah drummer man, do what you can | |
| Tonight the whoo! will hit the fan! | |
| spoken | |
| DIRECTOR | |
| How many take did we do yesterday? 60? | |
| ASSISTANT | |
| You know, someone should fire her! | |
| ASSISTANT 2 | |
| Fire Miss Monroe?! | |
| sung | |
| If you need some more enticing, | |
| Here' s a girl with twice the spicing | |
| We' re the cake, but she' s the icing! | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| The lights and chorus all focus up center, Marilyn is nowhere to be seen | |
| spoken | |
| DIRECTOR | |
| Arthur, where is she? | |
| ARTHUR MILLER | |
| She' s in her dressing room, she' s not feeling well. | |
| DIRECTOR | |
| I' m not feeling well either, get her out here, now! | |
| The warehouse door to Stage 5 opens, revealing Marilyn along with Assistant 2 and Assistant 3 | |
| MARILYN | |
| Here she is boys, Marilyn Monroe in the flesh, all ready to film yet another thrilling movie about a dumb blonde. | |
| ARTHUR | |
| Marilyn, you look wonderful. | |
| MARILYN | |
| And that' s all that matters, isn' t it? | |
| ARTHUR | |
| Darling, so many pills | |
| MARILYN | |
| How do you expect me to keep going? You' re not bringing in any dough. Somebody has to support us. | |
| DIRECTOR | |
| Let' s take it from her entrance. | |
| MARILYN | |
| Where' s my mark? | |
| ASSISTANT 2 | |
| Right this way Miss Monroe, follow me. | |
| DIRECTOR | |
| Action! | |
| sung | |
| CHORUS GIRLS: | |
| Let' s be bad! | |
| Let' s be bad! | |
| MARILYN | |
| If you say something is taboo, | |
| Well, that' s the thing I want to do. | |
| Do it till we' re black and blue, | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| Guns and gangsters suit me fine. | |
| Al Capone is a buddy of mine. | |
| He' s my bigshot valentine. | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| If spirits are sagging | |
| If feet are ' a dragging | |
| Fall off of that wagon. | |
| The piano hums to the bass and drums, | |
| And I' ll be dancing when Hoover comes. | |
| Don' t care if you' ve tied the knot, | |
| Most folks want what they ain' t got. | |
| Melt the ice, some like it hot. | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| Here' s my whistle, make it " whetter." | |
| Let me wear that scarlet letter. | |
| When I' m bad I' m even better. | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| spoken | |
| DIRECTOR: | |
| What a mess! She' s so doped up I can' t use any of this! | |
| sung | |
| MARILYN | |
| Say " byebye, propriety!" | |
| No polite society | |
| Give me notoriety! | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| spoken | |
| ASSISTANT 2 | |
| You' re fabulous, Marilyn! | |
| ARTHUR: | |
| The whole world adores you! | |
| ASSISTANT: | |
| Keep dancing, you' re gorgeous! | |
| sung | |
| Bring on the vices! | |
| Don' t care what the price is! | |
| I' ll add the right spices, | |
| When the standup bass slaps you in the face, | |
| Well, it ain' t my husband I' ll embrace. | |
| I can' t see the use in waiting. | |
| Your lips are intoxicating | |
| Do my hips need some translating? | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| If I drown in bathtub gin, | |
| Notify my next of kin, | |
| They might grieve, or might jump in! | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| Who wants plays and O' Neill dramas? | |
| Gershwin is the cat' s pajamas! | |
| I' m the queen of the redhot mamas! | |
| Let' s be bad. | |
| Each crook and Gman | |
| Each cop and heman | |
| Just stick with me, man! | |
| Every joint' s a juke with my redhot uke, | |
| And just like Judas once said to Luke, | |
| Here' s the key for my ignition, | |
| Hit the gas to my transmission! | |
| When you hear the things I' m wishing' | |
| You won' t offer opposition! | |
| Let' s prohibit Prohibition! | |
| Let' s be bad! | |
| Some like it hot, and that ain' t bad! |
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