Spoken:
Sally: Oh yeah? That's what you think!
Schroeder: What?
Sally: That's my new philosophy. Oh yeah? That's what you think!
Schroeder: Well, why are you telling me?
Sally: What?
Schroeder: WHY are you telling me?
Sally: Why are you telling me… I like it! That's a good philosophy. Why are you telling me? WHY are you telling me?
Sung:
Sally: Why are you telling me: my new philosophy. The teacher gave a D on last week's homework! She said, “Miss Sally Brown, your grades are goin' down.” I should have told her-
Schroeder: Your new philosophy?
Sally: My new philosophy.
*imitates teacher* “Miss B?”
I'm she.
“Look, see.”
A D?
A D.
Well, why are you telling me? And that's my new philosophy!
Schroeder: That's your new philosophy?
Sally: Why are you telling me- my new philosophy!
Spoken:
Schroeder: That's great, Sally, but I've gotta go practice Chopin's Nocturn in B flat minor…
Sally: No! I like it! No! That's a good philosophy… No! No! No!
Schroeder: That's your new philosophy, huh?
Sally: Yes! *gasps* I mean, no!
Just like a busy bee, each new philosophy can fly from tree to tree and keep me moving. When Life's a dizzy maze on alternating days I choose a different phrase!
Schroeder: Your new philosophy.
Sally: My new philosophy.
Schroeder: Sally! Some philosophies are simple: “Man does not live by bread alone.” Some philosophies are clear:
Sally: “Leave your massage at the sound of the tone”?
Both: Some philosophies pick and choose deciding what goes in, and
Schroeder: Some take a lifetime!
Sally: Mine take a minute!
Spoken:
Schroeder: But Sally, anything that takes only a minute can't be very lasting! For instance, Beethoven took over two years to complete his brilliant Ninth Symphony.
Sally: No!
Schroeder: I can't stand it!
Sally: *In whiney voice
