Woorden: Soundtrack Artists. The Interview.

Buddy:
I knew they were meant to sing
But tonight they did more

Jake:
Did you hear that crowd?
They hollered so loud
I bet their throats are sore

Buddy:
This isn't a dream
Did you hear them scream
'Encore'

Buddy & Jake:
You're gonna be an overnight

Terry:
Overnight

Buddy, Jake, Terry:
You're gonna be an overnight sensation

Terry:
Magnificent!

Buddy:
Wonderful!

Violet:
I actually enjoyed myself

Buddy:
Oh Violet, I'm so happy to hear that

Daisy:
If we always get kisses
I'll try even harder

Terry:
Kisses are a tiny reward

Violet:
Not for us

Buddy:
Then get ready for another

Terry:
And another

Buddy:
And another

Buddy & Terry:
Here's to a wonderful show

The reporters enter to meet the twins...

Reporters:
Where can we meet this overnight sensation?
When can we talk to the stars?
We want the facts
Without exaggeration
This story will win us cigars
Certain bars
Await our visitation
To toast this overnight sensation

Terry:
Gentlemen - The Hilton sisters

Reporters:
We've got a million questions for you

Reporter:
Would you start by reminding us
Which one is who

Daisy:
I'm Daisy

Violet:
I'm Violet

Daisy & Violet:
We're Siamese twins

Violet:
I'm to your right
As you watch our show

Daisy:
She thinks she's always right
Not so
I'm Daisy

Violet:
I'm Violet

Daisy & Violet:
What else would you like to know?

Reporter:
Could you be separated?

Reporter:
Have doctors examined you?

Daisy:
In hundreds of ways

Violet:
From our earliest days

Daisy:
Some think we could be separated

Violet:
Some would love to try

Daisy & Violet:
Some think we would die

Reporter:
How do you sleep?

Daisy & Violet:
In a bed

Reporter:
But does one ever keep the other awake?

Daisy:
Well, it does take a bit of doing

Violet:
If one of us wants to roll over

Daisy & Violet:
But whose life is a bed of clovers

Terry:
Certainly not yours.

Reporter:
What about romance?

Reporter:
What about love?

Reporter:
What about those?

Violet:
Oh, those
I suppose it's bound to happen

Daisy:
Someday

Violet:
Some night
When the moon is just right

Daisy:
When the universe hums

Violet:
When the guy comes along
Who hears the singer more than the song

Daisy:
Someday

Violet:
Some night

Daisy & Violet:
Love will feel right

Daisy and Violet's thoughts leave the room for a moment...

Violet:
Buddy kissed me
He kissed me for the first time

Daisy:
I forced a kiss before the show
But not the kisses that followed

Violet:
The lips prove we're sharing
The warmth that I felt
The frost on my heart
Is beginning to melt

Daisy:
You can't minimize
The heat in your eyes
Your passion is not a surprise


They continue with the interview...

Reporter:
You're working with several men.

Reporter:
Like Terry.

Reporter:
That Foster kid.

Reporter:
The colored guy.

Reporter:
How close are all of you?

Reporter:
Very close?

Violet:
We wouldn't be here without their help

Daisy:
We share the applause with them

Reporter:
Anything else?

Reporter:
Your room?

Reporter:
Your bed?

Terry:
Not to pour cold water on your sick fantasizing,
But this is business.
There's no romance involved.

Buddy:
We'd never take advantage of these girls

Terry:
The suggestion is absurd.
I have a sweetheart at home

Reporter:
Not only there, so I've heard

Reporter:
So none of you have interest
In a double-header?

Jake:
No one talks to them that way!

Terry:
All right, Jake.
I'll handle this.

Daisy and Violet go back to their thoughts...

Violet:
I'm not really here
Nothing they're saying is catching my ear
And I'm virtually blind
No more room in my mind
He kissed me

Daisy:
One minute bliss
Because of his kiss
Then crippling doubt
When the truth comes out
All that I felt was a lie

Violet:
I felt love within you

Daisy:
How can we continue?

Violet:
The seeds we have planted will bloom

Daisy:
Enough of these questions

Violet:
I can't hear the questions

Daisy & Violet:
I can't keep my mind in the room

Back to the interview...

Reporter:
Don't you need a man?

Reporter:
Don't you want to get married?

Reporters:
Husbands?
Children?
Families?

Reporter:
Don't you feel like nuns?

Reporter:
Will you always be virgins?

Reporters:
Always spinsters?
Barren?

Violet:
Like any girls our age
We dream of getting married
A wedding

Daisy:
A husband

Violet:
A family to come home to

Reporters:
How would that work?
With your condition

Daisy:
Anything's possible

Violet:
When everything's right

Daisy:
I'm Daisy

Violet:
I'm Violet

Terry:
Goodnight

Buddy, Jake, Terry and the reporters leave Daisy and Violet alone

Violet:
Buddy kissed me
He kissed me for the first time

Daisy:
Didn't you hear what he said?

Violet:
There's only one thought
Running through my head
He kissed me

Daisy:
And then they both denied
Any thought of romance

Violet:
But he kissed me
Words can lie
But kisses don't

Daisy:
You can lie to yourself
I won't
No one could love a Siamese twin
Nobody wants us
No one ever has
No one ever will

Violet:
Why are you trying to kill my dream?

Daisy:
It's not a dream
It's a nightmare
Wake up
Look around you
We are freaks
Stuck together
And we'll always be alone

Violet:
But I want to wake up to what I'm dreaming of
Dreaming that some day
Some night
I could find love
Will I find love?