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JET SONG

RIFF: Against the Sharks we need every man we got.

ACTION: Ton’ don’t belong any more.

RIFF: Cut it, Action boy. I and Tony started the Jets.

ACTION: Well, he acts like he don’t wanna belong.
BABY JOHN: Who wouldn’t wanna belong to the Jets!

RIFF: Right! He’s always come through for us and he will now.
When you’re a Jet,

You’re a Jet all the way

From your first cigarette

To you last dyin’ day.

When you’re a Jet,

If the spit hits the fan,

You got brothers around,

You’re a family man!

You’re never alone,

You’re never disconnected!

You’re home with your own:

When company’s expected,

You’re well protected!

Then you are set

With a caipital J.

Which you’ll never forget

Till they card you away,

You stay


A Jet!
I know Tony like I know me. I guarantee you can count on him in.

ACTION: In, out, let’s get crackin’.

A-RAB: When you gonna find Bernardo?

RIFF: At the dance tonight at the gym.

BIG DEAL: But the gym is neutral territory.

RIFF: I’m gonna make nice there. I’m only gonna challenge him.
A-RAB: Great, Daddy-O!

RIFF: So everybody dress up sweet and sharp and meet Tony and me at ten.
ALL:

Oh, when the Jets fall in at the cornball dance,

We’ll be the sweetest dressin’ gang in pants!

And when the chicks dig us in our Jet black ties,

They’re gonna flip, gonna flop, gonna drop like flies.

RIFF: Hey. Coll. Easy. Sweet. See ya. And walk tall@


A-RAB: We always walk tall!

BABY JOHN: We’re Jets!


ACTION: The greatest!
ACTION and BABY JOHN:

When you’re a Jet,

You’re the top cat in town,

You’re the gold-medal kid

With the heavyweight crown!
A-RAB, ACTION, BIG DEAL

When you’re a Jet,

You’re the swingin’est thing:

Little boy, you’re a man;

Little man, you’re a kind!
ALL

The Jets are in gear,

Out cylinders are clickin’!

The Sharks’ll steer clear

‘Cause every Puerto Rican

‘s a lousy chicken!


Here come the Jets

Like a bat out of hell.

Someone gets in our way,

Someone don’t feel so well.

Here come the Jets:

Better go underground,

Better run, better hide.

We’re drawin’ the line.

So keep your noses hidden!

We’re hangin’ a sign,

Says “Visitors Forbidden”

And we ain’t kiddin’!

Here come the Jets,

Yeah! An’ we’re gonna beat

Ev’ry last buggin’ gang

On the whole buggin’ street!

On the whole ever-mother-lovin’ street!

SOMETHING’S COMING


TONY

Could be! . . .

Who knows? . . .

There’s something due any day;

I will know right away,

Soon as it shows.

It may come cannonballing down through the sky,

Gleam in its eye,

Bright as a rose!
Who knows? . . .

It’s only just out of reach,

Down the block, on a beach,

Under a tree . . .

I got a feeling there’s a miracle due,

Gonna come true,

Coming to me!
Could it be? Yes it could.

Something’s coming, something good,

If I can wait!

Something’s coming, I don’t know what it is,

But it is

Gonna be great!

With a click, with a shock,

Phone’ll jingle, door will knock,

Open the latch.

Something’s coming, don’t know when, buts it’s soon;

Catch the moon,

One handed catch!

Around the corner,

Or whistling down the river,

Come on, deliver

To me!


Will it be? Yes, it will.

Maybe just by holding still,

It’ll be there!
Come on , something, come on in, don’t be shy,

Meet a guy.

Pull up a chair!

The air is humming,

And something great is coming!

Who knows?

It’s only just out of reach,

Down the block, on a beach,

Maybe tonight . . .

MARIA

TONY


Maria . . .

The most beautiful sound I ever heard:

Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria . . .

Tall the beautiful sounds of the world in a singly word . .

Maria, Maria, Maria, Maria . . .

Maria!


I’ve just met a girl named Maria,

And suddenly that name

Will never be the same

To me.


Maria!

I’ve just kissed a girl named Maria,

And Suddenly I’ve found

How wonderful a sound

Can be!

Maria!


Say it loud and there’s music playing,

Say it soft and it’s almost like praying.


Maria,

I’ll never stop saying Maria!


The most beautiful sound I ever heard,

Maria.


TONIGHT

MAIRA


Only you, you’re the only thing I’ll see forever.

In my eyes, in my words and in ev’rything I do,

Nothing else but you,

Ever!
TONY

And there’s nothing for me but Maria,

Ev’ry sight that I see is Maria.


MARIA

Tony, Tony.


TONY

Always you, ev’ry thought I’ll ever know,

Ev’rywhere I go, you’ll be, you and me!
MARIA

All the world is only you and me!

Tonight, tonight,

It all began tonight,

I saw you and the world went away.

Tonight, tonight,

There’s only you tonight,

What you are, what you do, what you say.

Today, all day I had the feeling

A miracle would happen.

I know that I was right.

For her you are,

And what was just a world is a star

Tonight!
BOTH

Tonight, tonight,

The world is full of light,

With suns and moons all over the place.

Tonight, tonight,

The world is wild and bright,

Going man, shooting sparks into space.


Today the world was just an address,

A place for me to live in,

No better than all right,

But here you are

And what was just a world is a star

Tonight!
TONY

Tonight, Tonight,

It all began tonight.

I say you and the world went away.


MARIA: I cannot stay. Go Quickly.

TONY: I’m not afraid.

MARIA: They are strict with me. Please.

TONY: I love you.

MARIA: Yes, yes, hurry. Go!

TONY: Buenas Noches.

MARIA: Wait! When will I see you?

TONY: Tomorrow.

MARIA: I work at the bridal shop. Come there.

TONY: At sundown.

MARIAL Yes, Good night.

TONY: Good night.

MARIA: Tony!

Tony: Ssh!

MARIA: Come to the back door.

TONY: Si.

MARIA: Tony! What does Tony stand for?

TONY: Anton.

MARIA: Te adoro, Anton.

TONY: Te adoro, Maria.
BOTH

Good night, good night,

Sleep well and when you dream,

Dream of me

Tonight.

AMERICA


ROSALIA

Puerto Rico . . .

You lovely island . . .

Island of tropical breezes.

Always the pineapples growing.

Always the coffee blossoms blowing . . .

ANITA

Puerto Rico . . .

You ugly island . . .

Island of tropic diseases.

Always the hurricanes blowing,

Always the population growing . . .

And the money owing,

And the babies crying,

And the bullets flying.

I like the island Manhattan –

Smoke on your pipe and put that in!

OTHERS

I like to be in America!

Okay by me in America!

Everything free in America!

For a small fee in America!
ROSALIA

I like the City of San Juan.


ANITA

I know a boat you can get on.


ROSALIA

Hundreds of flowers in full bloom.


ANITA

Hundreds of people in each room!


ALL

Automobile in America,

Chromium steel in America,

Wire-spoke wheel in America,

Very big deal in America!
ROSALIA

I’ll drive a Buick through San Juan.


ANITA

It there’s a road you can drive on.


ROSALIA

I’ll give my cousins a free ride.


ANITA

How you get all of them inside?


ALL

Immigrant goes to America,

Many hellos in America,

Nobody knows in America,

Puerto Rico’s in America!
ROSALIA

I’ll bring a TV to San Juan.


ANITA

If there a current to turn on!


ROSALIA

I’ll give them new washing machine.


ANITA

What have they got there to keep clean?

ALL

I like the shores of America!



Comfort is yours in America!

Knobs on the doors in America,

Wall-t0-wall floors in America!
ROSALIA

When I will go back to San Juan –


ANITA

When you will shut up and get gone!


ROSALIA

Everyone th3re will give big cheer!


ANITA

Everyone there will have moved here!



COOL

RIFF


Boy, boy, crazy boy,

Get cool, boy!

Got a rocket in your pocket!

Keep coolly cool, boy!

Don’t get hot,

:Cause, man, you got

Some high times ahead.

Take it slow and Daddy- O,

You can live it up and die in bed!

Boy, boy, crazy boy!

Stay loose, boy!

Breeze it, buzz it, easy does it.

Turn off the juice boy!

Go, man go,

But not like a yo-yo

Schoolboy

Just play it cool, boy,

Real cool!


ONE HAND, ONE HEART



TONY: I, Anton, take thee, Maria . . .

MARIA: I, Maria, take thee, Anton . . .

TONY: For Richer, for poorer . . .

MARIA: In sickness and in health . . .

TONY: To love and to honor . . .

MARIA: To hold and to keep . . .

TONY: From each sun to each moon . . .

MARIA: From tomorrow to tomorrow . . .

TONY: From now to forever . . .

MARIA: Till death do us part.

TONY: With this ring, I thee wed.

MARIA: With this ring, I thee wed.
TONY

Make of our hands one hand,

Make of our hearts one heart,

Make of our vows one last vow:

Only death will part us now.
MARIA

Make of our lives one life,

Day after day, one life.
BOTH

Now it begins, now we start

One hand, one heart;

Even death won’t part us now.


Make of our lives one life,

Day after day, one life.

Now it begins, now we start

One hand, one heart;

Even death won’t part us now.

TONIGHT


RIFF

The Jets are gonna have their day

Tonight.
BERNARDO

The Sharks are gonna have their way

Tonight
RIFF

The Puerto Ricans grumble,

“Fair fight.”

But if they start a rumble,

We’ll rumble ‘em right.
SHARKS

We’re gonna hand ‘em a surprise

Tonight.
JETS

We’re goona cut ‘em down to size

Tonight.
SHARKS
We said, “O.K., no rumpus,

No Tricks.”

Nit just in case they jump us,

We’re ready to mix

Tonight!

BOTH


We’re gonna rock tonight!

We’re gonna jazz it up and have us a ball!

They’re gonna get it tonight;

The more they turn it on, the harder they fall!


JETS

Well, they began it!


SHARKS

Well, they began it –


BOTH

And we’re the ones to stop ‘em once and for all,

Tonight.
ANITA

Anita’s gonna get her tricks

Tonight.

We’ll have our private little mix

Tonight.

He’ll walk in hot and tired,

So What?

Don’t matter if he’s tired,

As long as he’s hot

Tonight!
TONY

Tonight, tonight

Won’t be just any night,

Tonight there will be no morning star.

Tonight, tonight.

I’ll see my love tonight

And for us, stars will stop where they are.


Today

The minutes seem like hours,

The hours go so slowly,

And still the sky is light . . .


Oh, moon, grow bright,

And make this endless day endless night!


RIFF

I’m, counting on your to be there

Tonight.

When Diesel wins it fair and square

Tonight.
That Puerto Rican punk’ll

Go down.


And when he’s hollered Uncle

We’ll tear up the town!


MARIA

Tonight, tonight

Won’t be just any night, etc.
RIFF

So I can count on you, boy?


TONY

All right


RIFF

We’re gonna have us a ball


TONY


All right . . .
RIFF

I’ll see you there about eight . . .


TONY

Tonight . .


BERNARDO AND SHARKS

We’re gonna rock it tonight!


ANITA

Tonight

BERNARDO AND SHARKS

We’re gonna jazz it tonight!

They’re gonna get it tonight, tonight!

They began it, they began it

And we’re the ones

To stop ‘em once and for all!

The Sharks are gonna have either way,

The Sharks are gonna have their day,

We’re gonna rock it tonight,

Tonight!

ANITA

Tonight,


Late tonight,

We’re gonna mix it tonight.

Anita’s gonna have her day,

Bernardo’s gonna have his way

Tonight, tonight.

Tonight, this very night

We’re gonna rock it tonight.
RIFF AND JETS

They began it, they began it.

We’ll stop ‘em once and for all!

The Jets are gonna have their way,

The Jets are gonna have their day,

We’re gonna rock it tonight,

Tonight!
MARIA

I’ll see my love tonight.

And for us, start will stop where they are.

Today the mints seem like hours, etc.

Tonight!
TONY

Today the minutes seem like hours, etc.

Tonight!

I FELL PRETTY

MARIA


I feel pretty,

Oh, so pretty,

I feel pretty and witty and bright,

And I pity

Any girl who isn’t me tonight.
I feel charming,

Oh, so charming –

It’s alarming how charming I feel,

And so pretty

That I hardly can believe I’m real.
See the pretty girl in that mirror there:

Who can that attractive girl be?

Such a pretty face,

Such a pretty dress,

Such a pretty smile,

Such a pretty me!


I feel stunning

And entrancing

Fell like running and dancing for joy,

For I’m loved

By a pretty wonderful boy!
GIRLS

Have you met my good friend Maria,

The craziest girl on the block?

You’ll know her the minute you see her,

She’s the one who is in an advanced state of shock.
She thinks she’s in love.

She things she’s in Spain.

She isn’t in love,

She’s merely insane.

It must be the heat

Or some rare disease,

Or too much to ear

Or maybe it’s fleas.

Keep always from her,

Send for Chino!

This is not the

Maria we know:


Modest and pure,

Polite and refined.

We;;-bred and mature

And out of her mind!


MARIA
I feel pretty,

Oh, so pretty,

That the city should give me its key.

A committee

Should be organized to honor me.
GIRLS

La la la la . . .


MARIA

I feel dizzy,

I feel sunny,

I feel fizzy and funny and fine,

And so pretty,

Miss America can just resign@


GIRLS

La la la la . . .


MARIA

See the pretty girl in the mirror there:


GIRLS
What mirror where?
MARIA

Who can that attractive girl be?


GIRLS

Which? What? Where? Whom?


MARIA
Such a pretty face,

Such a pretty dress,

Such a pretty smile,

Such a pretty me.


GIRLS

Whom-mm?


Such a pretty me!
ALL

I feel stunning

And entrancing,

Fell like running and dancing for joy,

For I’m loved

By a pretty wonderful boy!


SOMEWHERE

A GIRL


There’s a place for us,

Somewhere a place for us.

Peace and quiet and open air

Wait for us

Somewhere.
There’s a time for us.

Some day a time for us,

Time together with to spare,

Time to look, time to care

Some day!
Somewhere

We’ll find a new way of living,

We’ll find a way of forgiving

Somewhere.


There’s a place for us,

A time and place for us.

Hold my hand and we’re half way there.

Hold my hand and I’ll take you there.

Somehow,

Some day,

Somewhere.

PROCESSION AND NIGHTMARE

ALL


There’s a place for us

TONY

Hold my hand and we’re halfway there.

Hold my hand and I’ll take you there . . .

TONY AND MARIA

Somehow,

Some day,

Somewhere.


GEE, OFFICER KRUPKE

ACTION:


Dear kindly Sergeant Krupke

You gotta understand,

It’s just our bringin’ up-ke

That gets us out of hand

Our’ mothers all are junkies,

Our fathers all are drunks.

Golly Moses, natcherly we’re punks!
ACTION AND QUARTET

Gee, Officer Krupke, we’re very upset

We never had the love that every child oughta get.

We ain’t no delinquents,

We’re misunderstood.

Deep down inside us there is good.


ACTION

There is good!


ALL

There is good, there is good,

There is untapped good

Like inside, the worst of us is good.


SNOWBOY: That’s a touchin’ good story.

ACTION: Lemme tell it to the world!

SNOWBOY: Just tell it to the judge.
ACTION

Dear kindly Judge, your Honor,

My portents treat me rough.

Will all their marijuana,

They won’t give me a puff.

They didn’t wanna have me,

But somehow I was had.

Leapin’ lizards, that’s why I’m so bad!



DIESEL: Right!

Officer Krupke, you’re really a square;

This boy don’t need a judge, he needs an analyst’s care!

It’s just his neurosis that oughta be curbed.

He’s psychologic'ly disturbed!
ACTION

I’m disturbed!


DIESEL: In the opinion on this court, this child is depraved on account he ain’t had a normal home.

ACTION: hey, I’m depraved on account I’m deprived.

DIESEL: So take him to a headshrinker.

ACTION

My father is a bastard.

My ma’s an S.O.B.

My grandpa’s always plastered,

My grandma pushes tea.

My sister wears a mustache,

My brother wears a dress.

Goodness gracious, that’s why I’m a mess!


A-RAB: Yes!


Officer Krupke, you’re really a slob.

This boy don’t a doctor, just a good honest job.

Society’s played him a terrible trick,

Und socciologic'ly he’s sick!


ACTION

I’m sick!


ALL

We are sick, we are sick,

We are sick sick sick,

Like we’re sociologically sick!


A-RAB: In my opinion, this child don’t need to have his head shrunk at all. Juvenile delinquency is purely a social disease!


ACTION: Hey, I got a social disease!

A-RAB: So take him to a social worker!
ACTION

Dear kindly social worker,

They say go earn a buck,

Like be a soda jerker,

Which means like be a schumck.

It’s not I’m anti-social,

I’m only anti-work.

Glory Osky, that’s why I’m a jerk.



BABY JOHN: Eek!


Officer Krupke, you’ve done it again.

This boy don’t need a job, he needs a year in the pen.

It ain’t just a question of misunderstood;

Deep down inside him, he’s no good!


ACTION

I’m no good!


ALL

We’re no good, we’re no good,

We’re no earthly good,

Like the best of us is no damn good.


DIESEL

The trouble is he’s crazy.


A-RAB

The trouble is he drinks.


BABY JOHN

The trouble is he’s lazy.


DIESEL

The trouble is he stinks.


A-RAB

The trouble is he’s growing.


BABY JOHN

The trouble is he’s grown.


ALL

Krupke, we go troubles of our own!


Gee Officer Krupke,

We’re down on our knees,

‘Cause no one wants a fella with a social disease.

Gee, Officer Krupke.

What are we to do?

Gee, Officer Krupke,

Krup you!

A BOY LIKE THAT/I HAVE A LOVE

ANITA

A boy like that who’d kill you brother,

Forget that boy and find another,

One of your own kind!

Stick to your own kind!

A boy like that will give you sorrow,

You’ll meet another boy tomorrow,

One of your own kind!

Stick to your own kind!


A boy who kills cannot love.

A boy who kills has no heart.

And he’s the boy who gets you love

And gets your heart.

Very smart, Maria, very smart!
A boy like that wants one thing only,

And when he’s done he’ll leave you lonely.

He’ll murder your love; he murdered mine.

Just wait and see,

Just wait, Maria,

Just wait and see!


MARIA

Oh, no Anita, no

Anita, no!

It isn’t true, not for me,

It’s true for you, not for me.

I hear your words

And in my head

I know they’re smart,

But my heart, Anita,

But my heart

Knows they’re wrong

And my heart

Is too strong,

For I belong

To him alone, to him alone.

One thing I know:

I am his,

I don’t care what he is.

I don’t know why it’s so,

I don’t want to know.


ANITA

A boy like that, etc.

Very smart Maria, very Smart!
MARIA

Oh, no, Anita, no,

You should know better!

You were in love – or so you said.

You should know better . . .
I have a love, and it’s all that I have

Right or wrong, what else can I do?

I love him, I’m his,

And everything he is

I am , too.

I have a love and it’s all that I need,

Right or wrong, and he needs me too.

I love him, we’re one;

There’s nothing to be done,

Not a thing I can do

But hold him, hold him forever,

Be with him now, tomorrow

And all of my life!

BOTH

When love comes so strong,

There is no right or wrong,

You love is your life.



FINALE

MARIA


Hold my hand and we’re halfway there.

Hold my hand and I’ll take you there,

Somehow,

Some day . . .


TONY

Hold my hand and I’ll take you there,



Somehow . . .



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