Lyrics Something Bad Is Happening / More Racquetball - Tracie Thoms , Andrew Rannells , Betsy Wolfe , Christian Borle

People might think I'm very dyke-ish
I make a big stink when I must but goddamn
I'm just professional, never too nonchalant
If I'm a bitch well, I am what I am

Just call me Doc, don't call me Lady
I don't like to talk when I'm losing the game
Bachelors arrive sick and frightened
They leave weeks later unenlightened

We see a trend but the trend has no name

Something bad is happening
Something very bad is happening
Something stinks, something immoral
Something so bad that words have lost their meaning
Rumours fly in tales abound
Stories echo underground
Something bad is spreading, spreading, spreading 'round

Tell me how it tastes
Tell me if it's good
Tell me dear if you'd like seconds

(Stop) Go ahead and wound my pride
(Just stop) You're feeling very sick inside
Well okay, so you've had a bad day
I don't know what to say
Look what's become of my doctor

She's my doctor
And I love her
She's got passion
She's intelligent and Jesus Christ
A doctor
Very wealthy
And I love her
Doctor of internal medicine

I'm heartsick
You're unhappy
Life is crappy
And you always see the glass half full
I'm nervous
This is fucking ridiculous
She's my doctor and I love her

My spirits sag when I read the magazines (She's got heart)
Men dressed in drag next to their Moms
Fashion and passion and filler
But not a word about the killer

I like the ballgowns but Jesus Christ

Something bad is happening
Something very bad is happening
Something stinks (Which she'd never say) something immoral
Something so bad that words have lost their meaning
(Little things don't get in her way)
Rumours fly in tales abound (What can it be?)
Stories echo underground (What can it be?)
Something bad is spreading, spreading, spreading 'round

Look a virus has been found
Stories echo underground
Something bad is spreading, spreading, spreading 'round

It bounced in
No it didn't
Hit the line, you know it did

Just begin
You kidding?
Who's telling who how to play?

Let me live, please forgive me for winning one game

Serve it up
I attack
Hold him down, keep him back
Something's gone out of whack

I hit!
Aw shit!
My game!

1, 2, 3, 4
1, 2, th- dammit

1, 2, 3, 4
1, 2, good serve Marvin

1, 2, 3, 4
1, 2

Hit my heel
Don't be bitter
No big deal, the game is yours

It's unreal, you're a quitter
I can't go on anymore

Be a jerk, my sweet bruiser
Try to be a decent loser
At least you could give me that

Excuse me, I'm ready to go
I'm ready
I'm sorry

Do you know
All I want is you
Anything thing you do is alright
Yes it's alright (Everything will be alright)
Yes it's alright (Everything will be alright)
Everything will be alright