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Burt Bacharach: Opus No. 3
February 1973




INTERVIEW TRANSCRIPT

Burt Bacharach Her name is Bette Midler.

Peter Ustinov Who?

Burt Bacharach Bette Midler, and she's fantastic.

Peter Ustinov I've never heard of her, but what's the difference, I never heard of you either.

Burt Bacharach Well, she's probably one of the greatest new talents to come along in quite awhile.

Peter Ustinov Yes?

Burt Bacharach Yes . . . and everyone is going to be hearing a lot about Bette Midler.


Miss M
(Bette Midler)
Good evening America, this is The Divine Miss M here with my two sisters, Theresa, oh my my my my my and Conchita. We are here this evening to sing for you one of the great hits of the long gone, but not forgotten, fabulous forties.

Conchita
(Bette Midler)
Oooo, what's the name of it? 


Miss M
(Bette Midler)
A Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy Of Company B!


Boogie Woogie Bugle Boy

(Don Raye, Hughie Prince)

Ahhhh!
He was a famous trumpet man
from out Chicago way.
He had a boogie style 
that no one else could play.
He was the top man at his craft,
but then his number came up 
and he was gone with the draft.
He's in the army now, a blowin' reveille.
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B.

They made him blow his bugle
for his Uncle Sam.
It really brought him down 
because he could not jam.
The captain seemed to understand,
because the next day the cap' 
went out and drafted the band.
And now the company jumps 
when he plays reveille.
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B.

A root, a toot, a toodlie-a-da-toot.
He blows it eight to the bar in boogie rhythm.
He can't blow a note unless a bass and guitar
is playin' with him.
And the company jumps when he plays reveille.
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B.

He was some boogie woogie bugle boy 
of company B . . . yeow
And when he played his boogie woogie bugle
he was busy as a busy bee.
And when he played he made the company 
jump eight to the bar.
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B.

And-ata toodliata-toodliata toot toot
he blows it eight to the bar.
He can't blow a note if a bass and guitar
isn't with him. 
And the company jumps when he plays reveille.
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B.

He puts the boys to sleep 
with boogie every night,
and wakes 'em up the same way 
in the early bright.
They clap their hands 
and stamp their feet,
'cause they know how it goes 
when someone gives him a beat.
Woah, woah, he wakes 'em up 
when he plays reveille.
The boogie woogie bugle boy of company B.

A root, a toot, a toodli-a-da to toot toot toot
he's blowin' eight to the bar.
He can't blow a note if a bass and guitar
isn't, woah, with him.
And the company jumps when he plays reveille.
He's the boogie woogie bugle boy of company B.


Superstar
(Leon Russell, Bonnie Bramlett)

Long ago and so far away,
I fell in love with you before the second show.
Your guitar just sounds so sweet and clear,
but you're not really here.
It's just the radio.

Don't you remember 
you told me you loved me, baby?
Said you'd be coming back this way again, baby.
Baby, oh baby.
I love you.

Loneliness is such a sad, sad affair.
and I, I can hardly wait,
to sleep with you again.
What could I say to have you come again?
Come back and play, 
oh play, please play, play that sad guitar.

Whoa, don't you remember, 
you told me you loved me.
Yeah, you said you'd be coming 
back this way again, baby.
And you called me baby
baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby, baby,
I love you.

Loneliness is such a sad affair.
And I, I can hardly wait
just to be with him again.
What could I say to have him come back, again?
He could come back and play,
play that sad guitar.
Don't you remember you told me you loved me?
Said you'd be coming back again, baby.
And you called me baby, 
baby, baby, baby, oh, baby,
I love you, I really do.