[Junita]
Bill, I'm in trouble

[Bill]
Now what?

[Junita]
I can't pay my rent
I need your help

[Bill]
Junita, I'm confused about our relationship!

[Junita]
Me too
I'm tired of having to sing everything
Can't we just
Talk?

[Bill]
This wretched recitative...

[Junita]
What?

[Bill]
Forget it

Behind the eight ball
In seventh heaven
Dressed to the nines
With five-a-clock shadow

[Junita]
I don't understand a thing you say
We never talk anymore

[Bill]
First come, first served

[Junita]
Playing second fiddle

[Bill]
Getting the third degree

[Junita]
What's it all for?

[Junita and Bill]
I don't understand a thing you say
We never talk anymore

[Bill]
We never talk

[Junita]
We never talk

[Junita and Bill]
We never talk
We never talk

[Bill]
We never talk

[Junita]
We never talk

[Junita and Bill]
We never talk
We never talk
We never talk anymore
We never talk anymore

(Junita continues to hold the note, perhaps so that she'd be the last one singing)

[Bill]
Junita, I need time to think
You should try to solve your own problems
Pay your own rent

[Junita]
I've heard that song before
I'll run right out the door!

[Narrator]
Junita runs out, and talks to herself - just another nutcase in another hall

[Junita]
It's so unfair that I should have to pay my rent
Like everybody else
Well, don't they know who I am??