retro trumpet blasts in the background with groovy jazz. the setting is there but not the characters. the stage is empty. enter, stage left. light dims.

When you leave I'm begging you not to go,
Call your name two or three times in a row,
Such a funny thing for me to try to explain,
How I'm feeling and my pride is the one to blame.

Got me hoping you'll page me right now
Got me hoping you'll save me right now
Got me looking, got me looking so crazy in love.

Got me looking, so crazy, my baby
I'm not myself, lately I'm foolish, I don't do this,
I've been playing myself, baby I don't care
'Cuz your love's got the best of me,
And baby you're making a fool of me,
You got me sprung and I don't care who sees,
'Cuz baby you got me, you got me, so crazy baby
HEY!

the curtain comes down. the lights go up. it was all a dream.
people start streaming out of the hongkong opera house.

quixoticka eulogized @ 3:50:00 pm