| Hey, Bobby | 
| Why are you standing in the shadows? | 
| Come over by the fire | 
| I want to have a drink with you | 
| This is our house now | 
| So let’s act like we belong here | 
| Considering some of those who’ve lived here | 
| Maybe we do | 
| I got some Michter’s Irish whiskey | 
| From Mr. George Preston Marshall | 
| The man who’s owned the Redskins | 
| Since the days of old | 
| And he runs them like a plantation | 
| Like a plantation, Jack? | 
| Like a plantation, Bob | 
| For never has a black man | 
| Worn the burgundy and gold | 
| Does he know it’s the capital of the country, Jack? | 
| Does he know that it’s 1961? | 
| Does he know that the Redskins | 
| Need a halfback, Bobby Boy | 
| Who can run? | 
| There’s a man to see you in the office, Jack | 
| Bob, I’m going home, I’ve had a rotten day | 
| You are home, Jack | 
| Hmmm | 
| Well, I still don’t want to see him | 
| I think you should see him anyway | 
| It’s about Cuba, Jack | 
| The Russians are pouring in | 
| And it’s 90 miles away | 
| This man has a plan to overthrow the government there | 
| With a very small expeditionary force | 
| They’ll land on the beaches in the dead of night | 
| So no one will be at the beach | 
| Right, Bob? | 
| That’s right, Jack | 
| The people will join them | 
| They’ll march on Havana | 
| And our planes will fly support | 
| Ah but they won’t, Bob | 
| We’ll have nothing to do with this | 
| But wait | 
| Wait a minute, Bobby Boy | 
| There’s a woman there in Cuba | 
| Whom I love | 
| Oh no, Jack | 
| Not in a bad way, but a good way | 
| Do you know any Cuban music, Bob? | 
| Does I Love Lucy count? | 
| Of course it does | 
| But the one whom I love is | 
| Celia Cruz | 
| Celia Cruz, Celia Cruz | 
| The greatest singer in the world today | 
| If she’s there and wants to get away | 
| Then bring her here to the USA | 
| I’ll see the man with the plan | 
| And I’ll be the first to shake him by the hand | 
| And I’ll be the first to give him the news | 
| We’re gonna save Celia Cruz | 
| Celia Cruz, Celia Cruz | 
| Celia Cruz, Celia Cruz | 
| Sing along, Bobby | 
| Celia Cruz, Celia Cruz | 
| Sing harmony, Bob | 
| I always sing harmony, Jack | 
| I know you do | 
| I’m excited Bob | 
| It’s just like the Rough Riders | 
| You excited? | 
| Dad was right about you, Bobby | 
| Big office, isn’t it, Bobby? | 
| Long hallway |