HEIDI
I’m standing here
Just left of center and
Something ain’t clear
When did I sign
On the line
Of this decree

JEFF (correcting)
-cree

HEIDI
-cree
Sorry
Stuck in a show where I am playing me
That’s funny

JEFF
Keep going.

HEIDI
I’m trapped in a whole
Nowhere to go with my role
Strain in my neck
For an exit that
Sets me free

JEFF
Free

HEIDI
Free-ee
Stuck in a show where I am playing me

JEFF
Let’s hear the bridge

HEIDI
I insist I could make a misty
Hiding inside miss Ana Christi
And lord knows I could raise the roof
Playing the maid that goofs in Tartouf
And I could be awesome playing a dude
In the title role of the Mystery of Edwin Drood
Ooo… ooo…. Ooo… ooo..

SUSAN (as Heidi's singing)
How’s the writing?

HUNTER
It’s going. I’m getting nervous that our play is a little doughnuts for dinner.

SUSAN
Is that a show?

HUNTER
No, doughnuts for dinner… you know,
it sounds like a good idea but thirty minutes later you’re hungry for something a little meatier.

SUSAN
A little meatier? Like, a tiny asteroid is a little meatier?

HUNTER
Exactly… no. I mean I don’t want this to be just sketches and novelty songs linked together.
I want there to be substance, not just fluff.
Not that there’s anything wrong with fluff,
but I wanna strive for something that makes people really pay attention.
You know what I mean?

SUSAN
Uh… I totally stopped listening

HEIDI
Not a chance
For my career
To advance
And there’s no strait guys
Here for me to romance
I guess I’ll swallow my pride
And make the best of
The rest of
This spree

JEFF
Spree

HEIDI
That is the note I’m singing Jeff
Stuck in a show where I am playing me