The Summit Songtext
von Frank Sinatra

Las Vegas, Nev
You know why I fly up there so often?
I go to look at money
′Cause in Hollywood, they don't use money
You just sign your name, you give the guy a little card
Then he puts it in the machine and he gives it whack
And in Hollywood, good friends like Sammy Davis and Dean Martin
Live just a short helicopter-hop from my pad
But if I want to see ′em, I have to jet me up to Crapsville
And here's livin' proof
The place, the sands, the time and a wee small *amarzov*


(Hi everybody... yeah right)
(How did everybody get in our room?)
Say, I′d to talk to you for a few minutes
(Why? Am I in town?)
Now, be serious!
(I tried being serious Frank. All I could get was construction work)
(You know what a thrill it is to get a hernia at sixtytwo fifty a week?)
Now, Dean...
(He was here a minute ago, I′ll get 'im. Hey, baby...)
Listen, I wanna talk to you about your drinkin′
(What happened, 'd I miss a round?)
No, you didn′t miss a round
I wanna about to you about the amount that you drink
Have you heard? Are you cognescent of the fact? That they are saying things?
(Am I what, missin'?)
You know what they′re saying about you?
(And how about you?)
Me?
(Yeah, you with that elevated suit on. Yeah, you, you, you)
(You shoot a pretty good stick with that bottle yourself)
Ah, but I don't inhale
(If you're gonna hit me with logic, I don′t wanna chit-chat...)
(Let′s have a drink)
What, you are drinking?
(Oh, is that my hand?)
(Alright?)
What I'm tryin′ to say to you is that...: "Why do you drink so much?"
(I drink to forget)
To forget what?
(I don't know, I forgot that long time ago ...)
You know, I figured out long time ago, the only time you don′t drink, is when you sleep
(Don't bet on it)
Answer me some′n'
(Question me, question me, question me)
What is this gripping compulsion that you g... have constantly, to drink-drink-drink?
(Well, Frank-Frank-Frank...)
Why do you drink so much?
(Well you see, my structure craves and needs alcohol)
Oh...
(I'm alright... My body′s a drunk, that′s all)
(You thinks they can put a little heat in this room? I'm freezin′!)
Take your hand outof the ice bucket!
(Oh...)
Tell me some'n′: "You fall in the street a lot?"
(It's the only time I get any rest, Frank, that′s ... ha-hu...)
Well, what happens when you fall in the street?
(I hurt myself) Ha-ha... (Yes sir...)
That's not the answer!
(No, you think these are cufflinks? These are curb-feelers! That how I get around...)
Take him away, take him away...

Sammy Davis Jr. ...


(Thank you)
(I would like...)
(With your kind permission... not sing, ladies and gentlemen, because...)
(Who's gonna follow the jolly in *the Appollotans* in that department?)
(They sing awfully good for goyim, don′t they?)
(Eh... I think they do)
Goyim, *goy ′m*, gone...
(So I would like... May I, please... Would you be kind enough to give me that... hat)
(Thank you, very kindly)
(Thank you, Frank)
(I would like, at this time, well...)
(That ain't Frank?)
(I keep tellin′ you: "I can't keep one from another, man...")
(They all look alike to me)
(And they ain′t got no rhythm)
(We'd like to offer some impersonations of who they are)
(Oh, good idea, Sam)
(Oh, shut up!)
(You silly goose)
(And they′re the best friends I have...)

(Mister Dean Martin ...)

(This better be good buddy, or eh...)
(Six of your friends are gonna be carryin' you by the handles)
Six of your best friends!
And there are only two of us, that we know of
(And I ain't too sure about us, boy)
(Baby...)
(Ooh, no...)
(How can that be me? I′m at the bar here)