D. Richard Tucker, Playwright

DEAREST JULIA / AIN'T GONNA HAPPEN       Return To THUGS Return To Song List

from THUGS:  A Musical Mafiasco  by Kim Douglass and D. Richard Tucker          

featuring Thaddeus Alexander and Ashley Coates
                                           



ROMY enters, moving much like a ballet 
dancer – this is the way he always moves.   
He pirouettes and sings – JULIA never
looks away from her ice cream.
 
MEDLEY:  DEAREST JULIA/AIN’T GONNA HAPPEN   -  ROMY and JULIA
 
ROMY            
Dearest Julia, 
My heart aches for your gentle love.
Your whispers send me soaring  through the clouds.
 
JULIA
Uh-huh.
 
ROMY            
Dearest Julia, 
Your precious smile delights my soul 
And makes my heart rise up above the crowds.
JULIA
Yep.
 
ROMY            
The visage of your beauty
Sets my weary soul at peace.
Your aura gives me strength
To face the day.
 
                                                            JULIA
This is so good.  
 
ROMY            
                        Some day we shall be married
                        And we’ll start a family
And together we will grow
And our love shall overflow
And We’ll start a new life somewhere far away.
 
JULIA
Romy, that ain’t gonna happen.  
 
JULIA
Your Dad and my Dad
They both hate one another.
They’ll fret and fuss and swear and cuss
To find us with each other.
Though our love may be purer 
than the freshly fallen snow.
It ain’t gonna happen, babe, 
by now you OUGHTA know.
 
JULIA
Honey, you gotta try this Spumoni.
 
ROMY
The finest confections of our mortal world cannot compare to the sweetness of your lips.
 
JULIA
Yeah, I know.  Do you want some of this or can I have the last bite?
 
ROMY
Take it all, my Dearest – the ice cream….my heart….. my love….  
  
ROMY (cont’d)          
Dearest Julia, 
Deep in the garden of my heart
You are the only fragrant blooming rose.
Let me water you, 
And bring bright sunshine in your life
And watch as our undying LOVE - 
 
                                                            JULIA
We’ll never
Get married.
We’ll never even date.
We’ll just go home 
And talk on the phone
And sit alone
And master….the art of patience.
 
Your Dad and my Dad
Are egocentric asses 
Their anger towards each other 
is the reason 
They harass us.
Though our love may be truer 
than the ol’ Red, White, and Blue.
It ain’t gonna happen, babe, 
so whatcha gonna do?
 
ROMY            
But Julia-
 
                                                            JULIA
It ain’t gonna happen, babe, 
so whatcha gonna do?
 

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