Erin Foltz

Song Preparation Sheet

Song Title: They’re Either Too Young or Too Old Show Title (and Date):N/A

Composer: Frank Loesser Lyricist: Author Schwartz

Character Name: Betty Davis Original Actor: Bette Davis

Genre and Style: Golden Age uptempo

Particularized Situation (if different from scene synopsis): Bette Davis was feeling really good one
night and decided to go out one night to find a man. She gets to the barre and realizes that everyone
is not her age. Everyone was drafted and she just got hit on by an old man

Goal/Objective: To find a man

Obstacle: There are no men around because they all have been drafted

Strategy: By telling men that if they want to be with me I will be the best for them

Song Structure:ABAB

Lyric Analysis (label verses, chorus, etc.):

Lyric Subtext Action Verbs

You marched away and left I know you had too but why dread
this house as empty as can
be
I can't sit under the apple tree I am so alone here not and it is Exclaim
with anyone else but thee your fault
For there is no secret lover
that the draft board didn't dis- There is no one Blame
cover

They're either too young or

too old Well there are people I guess bicker
They're either too gray or too
grassy green But It’s a mess
The pickings are poor and the curse
crop is lean
What's good is in the Army,
what's left will never harm me You were what I wanted but damn
thats to an option anymore

I'm either their first breath of lecture

spring Like I said he is either so young
Or else, I'm their last little of he is on his death bed
fling
I will confess to one romance
I’m sure you will allow But oh wait there is one guy humor
He tries to serenade me but
WAIT NO THERE ISNT
his voice is changing now

I’m finding it easy to stay

good as gold There is not temptation and that
They're either too young or is the worst
too old Just shoot me

I’ll never, never fail ya

While you are in Australia But If you were to still want me
Or out in the Aleutians Tantalize
Or off among the Rooshians I’ll be the best you ever had
And flying over Egypt
Your heart will never be I’ll treat you so good you’ll never boast
gypped want to leave me
And when you get to India
I’ll still be what she's been to
pursue
ya
You don't think so?
She's looked the field over
And lo and behold
They're either too young or Well there is no one else!
too old
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