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