Hot Mess In Manhattan - Sleep Song Lyrics

Off-Broadway Musical
Hot Mess In Manhattan - Sleep Song Lyrics

(Words by Sam Carner; Music by Derek Gregor)

CAIT:
Did he really fall asleep already?
He must have been  really bored... or satis fied...
And now his arm's a little heavy.
But if I move, he might wake up.
Looks like I'm stuck here by his side.
I haven't shaved my legs... or anything.
I didn't know she was comin' out tonight.
Did he forget to brush his teeth?
On the whole, I like his armpit.
That's good because I'm in there pretty tight.
But It's nice just lying here and listning to his steady breath
and hoping he won'k think I'm cheap,
wondring if this all is neediness or love or drink.
So much time to over think,
when you pretend to be a sleep.

ANDREW:
Wow, her breasts move as she's breathing...
Up, down up... and down.
And I know she didn't fake.
'Cause if she did, she'd be awake.
Admral Winky sure went to town.
Down, up down, up... and down again...
If she were a wake, this would be really rude.
And there's stuff I'd like to say,
but that would wake her up,
And I don't want to break the mood.
Because it's nice just lying here.
And though I laid my major mack,
I hope she knows I'm not a creep.
Shit! I forgot to brush my teeth
So much time to overteeth, when I let her use the sink.
So much time to overthink when you pretend to be asleep.
And once we get up for the day,
Will there be time to tell you all the things I still have left to say?
And once we get up for the day,
Will there be time to tell you all the things I still have left to say?
Why am I stuck, pretending to sleep?
Before you rise and run away, I'd say...  I'd say...
I like that you don't plan how you
I like the shopping lists you dress.  tweak.
The way you always make me
I like your awkward, yet effective techguess.
I'd say nique. I would
And would it sound a little say...
gay, if I say, I see the grace in all your craziness.
I'd say I like your clenshaved  stubbled cheek
I'd say your calmness calms my stress.
I'd say, I'd
You wake me up, say,
I hope I feel the way I hope I feel the way I do now,
When I look at you next week look at you next week
I guess I need to speak.

Andrew...? Cait? Are you a No.
So I gathered... when you said, "Cait?" sleep?
Me neither. Yeah...
Andrew...? I'm
Cait?
glad you took this step with me.
And maybe this will lead to something
I think we're got mad chemistry.
And maybe this will lead to something great...
Yeah, cool. graet... this is cool. Cool.
My God! He loves me! Did you hear? Cool. Cool.
I really want to call my mom!
She's gonna flip, once I have filled her in!
I really want to call my mom!
She's gonna flip, once I have filled her in!
Do you think that we'll have coffee?
Do you think that we'll have breakfast?
Do you think that we'll have dinner?
Do you think that we'll have childeren?
Does he know the best school districts?
Will we summer out in
Foxwoods? I hope he likes pomeranians.
Will it be a squarecut diamond?
Wait! I'll ask him; he's right...
And I'm back to lying here,
Wide awake and waiting for his morning phonealarm to beep.
Though my thoughts race even more than ever did before,
Still the day is at an.
So I guess I'll just pretend to be a sleep.


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