Richard Adler & Jerry Ross - Overture: Six Months Out of Every Year

★ RADIO COMMENTATOR, spoken ★
Next at the plate for the Yankees: Hank Bauer. On deck: Mickey Mantle

★ MEG ★
When we met in nineteen thirty-eight, it was November
When I said that I would be his mate, it was December
I reasoned he would be the greatest husband that a girl had ever found
That's what I reasoned
That's what I reasoned
Then April rolled around

★ JOE ★
Strike three, ball four
Walk, a run'll tie the score
You're blind, ump, you're blind, ump!
Ya must be outta your mind, ump!

★ MEG ★
Six months out of every year
I might as well be made of stone
Six months out of every year
When I'm with him...
I'm alone

Six months out of every year
He doesn't take me anywhere
Six months out of every year
When I play cards:
Solitaire
The other six months out of every year
We are hardly ever seen apart
But then the Washington Senators
Take over my place in his heart!

Six months out of every year
I might as well be wearing crêpe
Life is just an awful bore
From which I find
No escape

Six months out of every year!

★ BOYS ★
Strike three, ball four
Walk, a run'll tie the score
Fly ball, double play
Yankees win again today!
Those damn Yankees
Why can't we beat 'em?
He's out, he's safe, he's out, he's safe, he's out, he's safe, he's out!

You're blind, ump, you're blind, ump!
Ya must be outta your mind, ump!

★ GIRLS ★
Six months out of every year
He lives by the television set

★ BOYS ★
He's out, he's safe, he's out!

★ GIRLS ★
If you see that man of mine
How does he look?
I forget

★ BOYS ★
Let's go!

★ GIRLS ★
Six months out of every year
We know there is no other dame

★ BOYS ★
He's out, he's safe, he's out!

★ GIRLS ★
If he isn't home by six
It's six to one
There's a game

★ BOYS ★
Let's go!

★ GIRLS ★
Six months out of every year
When we cook for them it never pays

★ BOYS ★
Ah!

★ GIRLS ★
Instead of praising our goulash
They're appraising the plays of Willie Mays!

★ BOYS ★
He's out, he's safe, he's out, he's safe, he's out, he's safe, he's out!

★ GIRLS ★
Six months out of every year

★ BOYS ★
Strike three, ball four
Walk, a run'll tie the score

★ GIRLS ★
We might as well be wearing crêpe

★ BOYS ★
Fly ball, double play
Yankees win again today!

★ GIRLS ★
Life is just an awful bore

★ BOYS ★
Those damn Yankees!
Why can't we beat 'em?

★ GIRLS ★
From which I find...

★ BOYS ★
He's out, he's safe, he's out, he's safe, he's out, he's safe, he's out!

★ GIRLS ★
No escape!

★ BOYS ★
You're blind, ump, you're blind, ump!
Ya must be outta your mind, ump!

★ GIRLS ★
We're dying for the mercury to drop to three below

★ BOYS ★
Let's go!

★ GIRLS ★
We're crying for the happy days of icicles and snow

★ BOYS ★
Let's go!

★ GIRLS ★
We don't mind sleeping solo
That is, once a year or so...

★ BOYS ★
Those damn Yankees...

★ GIRLS ★
But with them it's a career!

★ BOYS ★
What are ya waitin' for?
April, May, June, July, August

★ GIRLS ★
Men!

★ BOYS ★
September!

★ GIRLS ★
Bah!
April, May, June, July, August

★ BOYS ★
Slide!

★ GIRLS ★
September!

★ BOYS ★
Ooh!

★ ALL ★
Six months out of every—

★ BOYS ★
You're blind, ump, you're blind, ump!
Ya must be outta your mind, ump!

★ ALL ★
Year!