Intro - easy swing, brushes] (a warm chord, a spoon stirs slow) Mm... it's a truth, and you can hum it — old as it is true: a fortune with a good address goes looking for a stack to woo. [Verse 1 - Mrs. Bennet] Girls — girls! — oh the news just crossed the wire, and my heart is in my throat: Mr. Google's in the manor, and he's rich enough to float! He's enterprise, he's easy money, and he runs — he runs on Java — so my Jane is gonna meet him, gonna charm him, gonna have — a — BALL! (the daughters, unbothered: "...mm-hmm.") [Jane - warm silk] "He runs on me already, Mama... slow and steady, sweet and sewn — a gentle, golden, striped-cat love; I'd hold him like my own." [Lizzy - cool, unbothered] "Mm... not me. You can keep the fortune, keep the flash, and keep the floor. I'll take the one that never drops the line — nine-nines, and not one more. Till then?" (easy) "...I'll pour the coffee. Wake me when he's real." [Mary - dry, precise] "A fortune? Please. I'll take the one that does the decent thing: non-profit, safe, and principled — I'll spell it while you sing: R... U... S... T. He isn't rich. He's right." [Kitty - bubbly, light] "Ooh, which one, which one? I love 'em all — I'm on everybody's screen! Can't choose — I'm in the browser and the app and in-between —" (the fussy huff, off-mic: "...commit to one.") [Lydia - sultry, loose] "Keep your sensible little husband — I want trouble, I want loud: that flashy bird who'll change his name and lose me in the crowd." [Chorus - silky ensemble] Which one seems right? (ooh, which one seems right?) Deploy us to the ball tonight... Five little sisters, five little schemes — one's gonna commit, and there's no rolling back. (doo-be-doo... which one seems right?) [Mr. Bennet - spoken, silky-dry] "Mm. A marriage is a foreign key... one soul referencing another. ...Do try not to orphan the row." [Bridge - her nerves under their cool] (Postback — postback —) the whole room's reloading with my nerves! (the daughters glide right over her:) Jane to the golden one... Lydia's off the rails... Mary to her mission... Kitty everywhere at once... and Lizzy — (Lizzy won't play) — Lizzy just... swings. [Final Chorus - easy lift] Which one seems right? (which one seems right...) It's a truth — a fortune wants a stack — so it's on... it's on to the ball tonight, and not one cool sister is looking back. (doo-be-doo-be... to the ball...) (Lizzy, easy: "...I'm just here for the coffee.")
