Torch singer Helen Morgan rises from sordid beginnings to fame and fortune only to lose it all to alcohol and poor perso | dG1fdWtfX2RIUVdmeXM
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00:00 Grab your coat and get your hat, leave your worry on the doorstep.
00:12 Just direct your feet to the sunny side of the street.
00:19 They called it the Jazz Age, that dynamic decade when flaming youth danced the Charleston,
00:26 and the speakeasy was the hottest spot in town.
00:30 It was an era of bootleggers, rum runners, and gang wars, a hectic spiral of strange excitement.
00:37 But it was a time of greatness too.
00:40 Great events, great names, great personalities,
00:45 and one of them was a grand girl on a grand piano who brought a new meaning to music
00:51 as she poured a heart full of song into everybody's heart.
00:56 I love him because he's, I don't know,
01:09 because he's just my baby.
01:25 No, Larry, it's no good. I want to forget.
01:29 Do you? Look, I washed you tonight. You couldn't take your eyes off me.
01:33 You wanted to be close to me the same way I wanted to be close to you. That's why I'm here.
01:37 Married men don't have women like you, merely as a friend, Miss Morgan.
01:42 Come on, pack up your things, get out of here, come on with me.
01:44 Where?
01:45 Wherever I go.
01:46 You're asking me to marry you, Larry?
01:50 That's what I thought.
01:53 Larry, don't you believe in anything?
01:54 Me, and you.
01:57 But I come second.
01:58 That's right.
01:59 Why was I born? Why am I living?
02:09 Someday he'll come along, the man I love,
02:16 and he'll be big and strong, the man I love.
02:23 (Music)
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