Now, boys, I'm gonna give you a couple of tunes from my show, Early to Bed. That fine show on Broadway that pays my backhouse dues, you know? And I can't kid no more, hold everything, but here's a couple of them from the show. There's a gal in my life, and you're slightly less than wonderful. Look out now, there it is, yeah! Yeah! Yeah! You're only slightly less than wonderful. Your body borders on the mirrors. I think I'm on the brink of buying you mink to drag on the ground or wrap around you when you slink within me. Elemental forces surge. Are you allergic to the Augie urge? Must I, with deep regret, let etiquette guide me as yet? And say to you politely, dear, you're only slightly less than wonderful. Yes, less than wonderful.