Don't Look at Me

Ben, it's me

(sung)

Now, folks, we bring you

Di-rect from Phoenix

Live and in person

Sally Durant!

Here she is at last

Twinkle in her eye

Hot off the press

Strictly a mess

Nevertheless...

Hi, Ben...

No, don't look at me—

Please, not just yet

Why am I here? This is crazy!

No, don't look at me—

I know that face

You're trying to place

The name...

Say something, Ben, anything

No, don't talk to me

Ben, I forget

What were we like? It's so hazy!

Look at these people

Aren't they eerie?

Look at this party

Isn't it dreary?

I'm so glad I came

Can I look now? Yes, it's possible, you might be Sally. Did you fall asleep at Toscanini broadcasts? Did you eat Baby Ruths for breakfast?

I still do sometimes. Oh, Ben, you're just the way I knew you'd be. You make me feel like I was nineteen and the four of us are going out on the town. 

So—

Just look at us...

Fat...

Turning gray...

Still playing games

Acting crazy

Isn't it awful?

God. how depressing—

Me, I'm a hundred

You, you're a blessing—

I'm so glad I came!

What we need is a drink