Foreman's turn! Then another Cameron and then. . . maybe the BIG finish! "Stayin' Alive" belongs to the Bee Gees.
Foreman walked down the hallways carrying a chart, winking at the occasional nurse – walking his walk. He loved his walk and he knew that was the one thing he could always do better than Chase. He laughed at the thought of Chase walking the walk until he remembered how just darn good looking Chase looked in that suit and fedora. Foreman frowned once more until he realized something. He'd like to see Chase get as much ladies as he got on a regular basis. Foreman cheered up. Suddenly, music began.
"It's about time!' he said to no one in particular.
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
I'm a woman's man: no time to talk. (the famous disco ball drops and seems to magically follow Foreman as he walks down the hallway only pausing when he stops to dance)
Music loud and women warm, I've been kicked around
Since I was born.
And now it's all right. it's ok.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
The new york times' effect on man.
Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin',
And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.
Well now, I get low and I get high,
And if I can't get either, I really try.
Got the wings of heaven on my shoes.
I'm a dancin' man and I just can't lose.
You know it's all right.it's ok.
I'll live to see another day.
We can try to understand
The new york times' effect on man. (hands off chart to one nurse and blows a kiss to another. The nurse swoons a moment and then faints)
Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin',
And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.
Life goin' nowhere.somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life goin' nowhere.somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah. stayin' alive.
Well, you can tell by the way I use my walk,
I'm a woman's man: no time to talk.
Music loud and women warm,
I've been kicked around since I was born.
And now it's all right. it's ok.
And you may look the other way.
We can try to understand
The new york times' effect on man.
Whether you're a brother or whether you're a mother,
You're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Feel the city breakin' and everybody shakin',
And we're stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive, stayin' alive.
Ah, ha, ha, ha, stayin' alive.
Life goin' nowhere.somebody help me.
Somebody help me, yeah.
Life goin' nowhere.somebody help me, yeah.
I'm stayin' alive.
Foreman smiled to himself and thanked whoever chose his song. It was much better than his first solo. At least, all the nurses agreed as they hurried off to tell their friends on seperate floors. It seemed, Foreman smiled, that everyone knew who he was and loved him for it. Everyone, that is, except for Wilson. Wilson thought his song was the best of them all. He had gotten all the board members to follow him and roses to fall from the ceiling. He didn't see Foreman get any of that!
"Who do you think you are? John Travolta?" Wilson smugly looked Foreman up and down.
"At least my shirt wasn't ruffely and LIME GREEN!" Foreman yelled after the oncologist. Some people were just jealous.
You like? It took me a while to find Foreman another song but I did! Cameron's next and then the last song! Look around later, I may write a musical for another show!