The Big Noise from Winnetka - Bob Haggart, Sarah Vaughan

This is the story of a young girl

Who was the hippest chick in town

They call her Big Noise from Winettka

Miss Birdie’s sure to get around

Big Noise flew in from Winnetka

Stole each fellow’s heart and then

Big Noise flew in from Winnetka

Big Noise flew right out again

Stop!

Look!

Listen!

Here comes the Big Noise!

Stop!

Look!

Listen!

Here comes the Big Noise!

I am the one they call the Big Noise

I’m looking fine and feeling sharp

I just flew in from Winnetka, don’t you know?

I’m gonna blow this joint apart!

I got my high heels!

I don’t need no wheels!

My footwork is an art!

You know the joint is jumpin'

My heart is pumpin'

And this is just the start!

Whoa!

I was a big noise from Winnetka

I’ll be a big noise in your heart!

Whooooa!

Tempting when she’s walkin'

Tempting when she’s talkin'!

Listen to her squakin'!

There she goes 'round again

Up and then down again

In and then out, ooooh, bop!

«Hi!

Welcome to another foul evening with the Divine Miss M!

„After many a summer dies the swan,“

But not when their stuck in a turkey as big as this one!

Watch us as we scratch and claw out hour

Upon the stage in yet another feeble-minded attempt

To turn chicken shit in to chicken salad

Make no mistake about it, eggs will be laid tonight!

Ain’t that right girls?

Oh, my girls

My three favorite schochkies on the breakfront of life

I’ll never forget the first time I found these girls

Selling their papayas on 42nd Street.

So flushed, so filthy

The astonishing verbal abuse they heaped upon me made me certain

We were destined to share the stage someday

Not only are my girls fine singers and dancers

Not only are they gorgeous and talented

But they also think I’m god!

Ain’t that right, girls?

They function as a greek chorus

These girls don’t know shit about Euripides

But they know plenty about Trojans

Ladies and gentlemen, a rousing hand for the semi-classical

Harlettes!

Laides!

Alright girls, sing 'em your siren song, go ahead

Turn them men into pigs.

Not the band, you idiots

Those, that bunch right over there in the front row

Not much of a challenge, huh?

This group is already well on its way to oink oink land

Oops, so sorry.

Once again behaving in a manner I had sworn to aschew

Thank you.

Once again falling into the vat of vulgarity

Oh tut tut.

I did so want to leave my sordid past behind and emerge

Form this project beathed in a new and ennobling light

I wanted to come out and be the sweet, pure, honest

Unadorned person that I really really am

I wanted to show you the good beneath the gaudy

The saint beneath all this paint, the sweet, pure

Winsome little soul that lurks beneath this lurid exterior

But fortunately, just as I was about to rush down the path

To repectability and righteousness

A wee small voice called out to me in the night

And reminded me of the motto by which I’ve always tried to live my life:

F$ck 'em if they can’t take a joke!»

«Hi!

„After many a summer dies the swan,“

But not when she’s stuck in a turkey the size of this one!

Make no mistake about it folks, eggs will be laid tonight!

Ain’t that right girls?

Oh, my girls

My three favorite schochkies on the breakfront of life

I’ll never forget the first time I found these girls

Peddling their papayas on 42nd Street

Not only are my girls fine singers and dancers

Not only are they gorgeous and talented

But they also think I’m god!»

I am the one they call the bi-I-I-I-g noise!

I am a living work of art!

I just flew in from Winnetka, daddy-o!

I’m gonna blow this joint apart!

Everyone has a bit of big noise in his heart

Everyone loves a little sin

Well, I’m gonna be the first girl in the line

When the festivities begin!

I was a scandle, too hot to handle!

They said, «You'd best depart!»

Oh!

Exit Big Noise from Winnetka

Enter

Enter!

Enter!

Big Noise in his heart!