Don't Say Yes Until I Finish Talking

"Don't Say Yes Until I Finish Talking" existe en 2 versions :
- chantée par Christian Borle (Tom), dans l'épisodes 110
- chantée par Marc Kudisch (Darryl Zanuck), dans l'épisode 114

Cette chanson fait partie de Bombshell.

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Analyse de la chanson par son co-auteur, Marc Shaiman :

"Ce titre est une véritable citation de Daryl Zanuck, le chef du studio 20th Century Fox. Saviez-vous qu'il avait un sauna sous son bureau, et où il tenait souvent ses réunions? Nous avons écrit cette chanson pour qu'elle soit placé à l'une de ces réunions, mais à part une remarque à peine audible sur l'ajout de serviettes, ce genre de détail important ne fut jamais appliqué dans l'épisode. Tant pis!

De toute façon, nous avions écrit cette chanson pour mettre en avant Christian Borle, dont les talents musicaux prodigieux n'avaient pas encore été bien exploités. Nous adorons Christian Borle."

A studio executive has no beliefs
That's the way of the studio system
We bow to every rear of all the studio chiefs
And you can bet your ass we've kissed 'em
Even the birds in the Hollywood Hills
Know the secret to our success
It's those magical words that pay the bills:
Yes, yes, yes, and yes
 
Gentlemen! Take a memo.
Today the Trades are all aglow
With grosses for our Miss Monroe
The things those vermin mustn't know
Is what she puts us through
She makes directors wait all day
One line per hour is all she'll say
And still, she thinks we're gonna pay
She needs a talking to
Tomatoes like her must be put in their place
If she don't shape up soon, she'll soon be walking
'Cause the buck stops with me
(Yes you're right, we agree!)
 
Uh, don't say yes until I finish talking
She's got them all tied up in knots
Makes each producer faint in plotz
She thinks she's queen and calls the shots
As she sits on a thrown
She needs to learn she's only skin
The next girl's waiting for a spin
I made a star of Rin Tin Tin and paid him with a bone
Tomatoes like her
Well, they're easy to find
We throw them out as soon as they start squacking
So, get me some younger dish
(We concur, as you wish!)
 
Hey! Don't say yes until I finish talking
And while you've got me on a roll
Let's find a role for Nat King Cole
Tell Mankiewicz his script is trite
A little lower, to the right
I think that Brando is miscast
That television just won't last
That I'm the kind of Hollywood
(All hail the king!)
 
Oh, that feels good
Which brings me back to that dumb blonde
To her demands, I now respond
Some buy your act, but I'm not conned
You'd better fall in line
Your two bazooms are nuts to boot
I'll keep you in a bathing suit
When you stop bringing in the loot
Well, go back to the vine
Tomatoes like you
They all whither and die
My powers, though, will never be diminished
So don't bring me to my boiling point
You're just a broad, I own the joint
I'm in control, you're just a face
So allow me to cut to the chase
I'll make another movie star
Could someone light my damn cigar?
And then say "yes"
Cause yes, men
I'm finished
(YES!)