The Summit

Frank Sinatra & Sammy Davis Jr. & Dean Martin - Pop
The Summit
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Frank Sinatra: Las Vegas, Nev You know why I fly up there so often? I go to look at money 'Cause in Hollywood, they don't use money You just sign your name, you give the guy a little card Then he puts it in the machine and he gives it whack And in Hollywood, good friends like Sammy Davis and Dean Martin Live just a short helicopter-hop from my pad But if I want to see 'em, I have to jet me up to Crapsville And here's livin' proof The place, the sands, the time and a wee small amarzov Dean Martin: Hi everybody... yeah right How did everybody get in our room? Frank Sinatra: Say, I'd to talk to you for a few minutes Dean Martin: Why? Am I in town? Frank Sinatra: Now, be serious! Dean Martin: I tried being serious Frank. All I could get was construction work You know what a thrill it is to get a hernia at sixtytwo fifty a week? Frank Sinatra: Now, Dean... Dean Martin: He was here a minute ago, I'll get 'im. Hey, baby... Frank Sinatra: Listen, I wanna talk to you about your drinkin' Dean Martin: What happened, 'd I miss a round? Frank Sinatra: No, you didn't miss a round I wanna about to you about the amount that you drink Have you heard? Are you cognescent of the fact? That they are saying things? Dean Martin: Am I what, missin'? Frank Sinatra: You know what they're saying about you? Dean Martin: And how about you? Frank Sinatra: Me? Dean Martin: Yeah, you with that elevated suit on. Yeah, you, you, you You shoot a pretty good stick with that bottle yourself Frank Sinatra: Ah, but I don't inhale Dean Martin: If you're gonna hit me with logic, I don't wanna chit-chat... Let's have a drink Frank Sinatra: What, you are drinking? Dean Martin: Oh, is that my hand? Alright? Frank Sinatra: What I'm tryin' to say to you is that...: "Why do you drink so much?" Dean Martin: I drink to forget Frank Sinatra: To forget what? Dean Martin: I don't know, I forgot that long time ago Frank Sinatra: You know, I figured out long time ago, the only time you don't drink, is when you sleep Dean Martin: Don't bet on it Frank Sinatra: Answer me some'n' Dean Martin: Question me, question me, question me Frank Sinatra: What is this gripping compulsion that you g... have constantly, to drink-drink-drink? Dean Martin: Well, Frank-Frank-Frank... Frank Sinatra: Why do you drink so much? Dean Martin: Well you see, my structure craves and needs alcohol Frank Sinatra: Oh... Dean Martin: I'm alright... My body's a drunk, that's all You thinks they can put a little heat in this room? I'm freezin'! Frank Sinatra: Take your hand out of the ice bucket! Dean Martin: Oh Frank Sinatra: Tell me some'n': "You fall in the street a lot?" Dean Martin: It's the only time I get any rest, Frank Frank Sinatra: Well, what happens when you fall in the street? Dean Martin: I hurt myself, yes sir Frank Sinatra: That's not the answer! Dean Martin: No, you think these are cufflinks? These are curb-feelers! That how I get around Frank Sinatra: Take him away, take him away... Announcer: Sammy Davis Jr Sammy Davis Jr: Thank you I would like With your kind permission... not to sing, ladies and gentlemen, because Who's gonna follow the jolly in the Appollotans in that department? They sing awfully good for goyim, don't they? Eh... I think they do Frank Sinatra: Goyim, goy 'm, gone Sammy Davis Jr: So I would like... May I, please... Would you be kind enough to give me that... hat Thank you, very kindly Thank you, Frank I would like, at this time, well That ain't Frank? I keep tellin' you: "I can't keep one from another, man..." They all look alike to me And they ain't got no rhythm We'd like to offer some impersonations of who they are Dean Martin: Oh, good idea, Sam Sammy Davis Jr: Oh, shut up! You silly goose And they're the best friends I have Mister Dean Martin Dean Martin: This better be good buddy, or eh Six of your friends are gonna be carryin' you by the handles Frank Sinatra: Six of your best friends! And there are only two of us, that we know of Dean Martin: And I ain't too sure about us, boy Frank Sinatra: Baby Sammy Davis Jr: Ooh, no... Dean Martin: How can that be me? I'm at the bar here
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