Bette Midler — The Story of Nanette

Nanette "Uh! Here is another lady; She is not as amusing as Sophie, but she has a She has a little something. I think she's She has a certain quality of, uh . . Dementia! I call her, I call her, Nanette." Oh! Oh-o-o-oh, Nanette! Whoa-o-oh, Nnnnanette! Whoa-oo-o-oo-o-o-oh, Nnnnnnnnanette! Not a sound, not a sigh The world rushes by No one thinks of Nanette No one sings for Nanette No one dreams of Nanette Through the night, through the day People rush on thеir way With never a sigh or regrеt And they are laughing and drinking So, so heedless and unthinking of Nanette, Nnnanette Nnn-that's me, Nanette! Alabama Song Oh, show me the way to the next whiskey bar Oh, don't ask why. Oh, don't ask why 'Cause I must find the next whiskey bar If I don't find the next whiskey bar I tell you I will die, I tell you I will die I tell you, I tell you, I tell you I will die Oh, moon of Alabama, so high up in the sky I lost him, I lost my lover I need a drink. Can you guess why? Oh, moon of Alabama, so high up in the sky I lost him, I lost my lover I need a drink, and you know why I bet you know why. I bet you know why Drinking Again Drinkin' again Thinking of when you loved me Having a few Wishing that you were here Making the rounds Buying a round for total strangers Just being a fool 'Cause I keep hoping, hoping, hoping you'll appear Sure I can borrow a smoke I can sit here all night and tell these jokers some jokes But who wants to laugh, who's gonna laugh At a broken heart? Oh, my heart is aching, I swear it's breaking And I'm drinking again Thinking of when you loved me And I'm tryin' to get home With nothing, nothing but a memory Yes, I'm dying to get home Dying to get home And I got nothin' but a bottle of beer And just my memory Mr. Rockefeller "Hi, operator." "May I help you?" "Yeah, it's me again. Did you get him on the line yet? . . . Oh, this is awful. I've been trying to get him all day. . . . No, it's okay. I'll wait." Mr. Rockefeller, how are you? Mr. Rockefeller, having fun? Mr. Rockefeller I could use a few If you'd like to send a few down my way Mr. Rockefeller, I get my magazines I see you on the TV too, yeah Mr. Rockefeller, they tell me, they tell me all about it But they don't tell me how are you Sometimes I think I know you Sometimes I think I don't Sometimes I think we'll make it Sometimes I think we won't Waiting on the wire And I'm ragged to the bone Mr. Rockefeller won't you Please pick up the phone? The reason I'm calling is to say I'm not feeling so good I'm all broken down My family is nervous and my thoughts are blue But I wanna know, I gotta know I'm askin' everybody, how are you? Please, won't you answer me? Won't you take the time? The next call's got to be collect 'Cause this is my last dime Waiting on the wire And I'm ragged to the bone Mr. Rockefeller, please pick up the phone Mr. Rockefeller, how are you? Mr. Rockefeller, having fun? Mr. Rockefeller, how are you? Mr. Rockefeller, having fun? Mr. Rockefeller, please, Mr. Rockefeller Mr. Rockefeller, whoooh Mr. Rockefeller, please, Mr. Rockefeller Mr. Rockefeller, oooh Mr. Rockefeller, please, Mr. Rockefeller Mr. Rockefeller, whoooh Mr. Rockefeller, please, Mr. Rockefeller Mr. Rockefeller, oooh Mr. Rockefeller, wouldn't it be nice? Mr. Rockefeller...