Finale

Gotta mention my client
 Need a plug for the Plaza
 Or I'm out of a job
 El Morocco
 Gotta be in
 Gotta be in
 Look at 'em wait for JJ
 Look at 'em hold their breath
 For a crumb in the column
 They stand there and pray
 Hard to believe I did that
 Hard to believe I cared
 Bye-bye, JJ
 God, I love the night
 He never loves you back
 I wanna saunter in and step into the light
 It's gonna fade to black
 You got a nightmare when you see it all come true
 See it all come true
 Then it all goes crazy
 Let it all go crazy
 Crazy, crazy, crazy
 Play those war drums no more
 I'm all done with the war
 Finally free of it
 Finally free of it
 Free
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 The Column begins
 "Broadway mourns the loss of one of its brightest comets
 Sidney Falco
 He was found dead early this morning
 A moment of silence for a classy guy"
 "Pearl Bailey, causing traffic jams inside the Latin Quarter"
 "Bette Davis, at Luchow's
 Huddling with Jerome Robbins over a big project"
 Gotta get in the Column
 From which everything flows
 There's no end to the Column
 On and on and on it goes
 On and on and on it goes
 On and on it goes