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Conclusion

Bows

 
   

Ethnography turns out to be more fun than anticipated. The use of my computer, invaluable. My dependence upon the electronic word is undeniable and I am happy with my nonlinear approach to the report.

I dedicate my work on this study to my first mentor, my grandmother Katherine, and my new friend and advisor, Frank E.X. Dance, both very special ones.

From A Chorus Line

Bows (Finale)

Boys:
One singular sensation
Ev'ry little step he takes.
One thrilling combination
Ev'ry move that he makes.
One smile and suddenly nobody else will do.
You know you'll never be lonely with you-know-who.
One moment in his presence
And you can forget the rest,
For the guy is second best
To none,
Son.
Ooooh! Sigh! Give him your attention.
Do… I… really have to mention?
He's the one?

She walks into a room
And you know

Girls:
She's uncommonly rare, very unique,
Peripatetic, poetic and chic.

All:
She walks into a room
And you know from her
Maddening poise, effortless whirl,
She's the special girl
Stroll-
Ing,
Can't help
All of her qualities
Extoll-
Ing.
Loaded with charisma is ma
Jauntily sauntering, ambling shambler.

She walks into a room
And you know you must
Shuffle along, join the parade.
She's the quintessence of making the grade.
This is what 'cha call
Trav'ling.
Oh, strut your stuff!
Can't get enough
Of
Her.
Love
Her.
I'm a son of a gun,
She is one of a
kind.

 
   

Boys:
One
Singular sensation
Ev'ry little step she
Takes.
One
Thrilling combination
Ev'ry move that she
Makes.
One smile and
Suddenly nobody
Else will
Do.
You know you'll
Never be lonely with
You know
Who.
One
Moment in her presence
And you can forget the
Rest,
For the girl is second
Best to
None,
Son.
Ooooh! Sigh!
Give her your attention.
Do I
Really have to mention,
She's
The
One?

Girls:
She walks into a room
And you know she's un-
Commonly rare, very unique,
Peripatetic, poetic and chic.
She walks into a room
And you know from her
Maddening poise, effortless whirl,
She's the special girl.
Stroll-
Ing,
Can't help
Al of her qualities
Extoll-
Ing.
Loaded with charisma is ma
Jauntily sauntering, ambling shambler.
She walks into a room
And you know you must
Shuffle along, join the parade.
She's the quintessence of making the grade.
This is what 'cha call
Trav'ling.
Oh, strut your stuff!
Can't get enough
Of
Her.
Love
Her.
I'm a son of a gun,
She is one of a
Kind.

 
    All:
One singular sensation
Ev'ry little step she takes.
One thrilling combination
Ev'ry move that she makes.
One smile and suddenly nobody else will do.
You know you'll never be lonely with you-know-who.
One moment in her presence
And you can forget the rest.
For the girl is second best
To none, son.
Ooooh! Sigh! Give her your attention.
Do I really have to mention,
She's the.....
She's the.....
She's the….
One!
 
   

 

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