Jason Robert Brown

A tea dance is in progress.
In the center of the party is JACK SLATON, Governor of Georgia.
He is dancing with his wife, SALLY.

SLATON
Don’t ya think that’s pretty music?
Those fellas sure can play.
That beat was really made for dancin’.
Yes, ma’am, that’s pretty music.
I could dance the night away.
You can hear that song’s so sweet and true,
But truth to tell, not half as sweet as you.

SLATON approaches a contributor’s wife and starts to dance with her.
She is very nervous and a little stiff.

Don’t you think that’s pretty music?
This song sure makes you smile.
Shame you don’t visit here more often.
Yes, ma’am that’s pretty music –
Just listen for a while –
If your feet won’t follow your commands,
Just put yourself in Gov’nor Slaton’s hands.

SLATON returns the lady to her place and, smiling broadly,
grabs another woman and takes her for a turn. This woman is quite a dancer.

That’s it!  That’s right!
I found myself a partner who knows my style!
That’s it!  That’s right!
A beautiful lady to dance awhile!
Seems you know what I need,
I’ll even take your lead –
We’re dancin’, yes indeed!
You’re so light on your feet, we could dance for a mile!
So don’tcha stop that pretty music!
Sure makes me feel alive!
If I can dance with you today,
Who cares what all those folks’ll say?
Your husband’s fine, it’s true,
But I’m the lucky guy who gets to dance with you,
So turn that ankle and let the music play!

And he gracefully deposits her and picks up the next lady – it is LUCILLE.  The lights black out.