Voters of : Little Richard: [improvising on the piano] A-wop-bop-a-loo-bop-a-good-hot-damn! Tutti frutti! Good booty! Tutti frutti! Good booty! Tutti frutti! Good booty! Tutti frutti! Good booty! If it don't fit, don't force it! If you grease it, make it easy!Bump Blackwell: We have *got* to record that!Little Richard: What?Bump Blackwell: Yeah that! *That* is a hit!Little Richard: You're kidding me.Bump Blackwell: No, no, no, no, I mean, we gotta clean up the lyrics though. That's a... that's a definite. Dorothy, get in here!Little Richard: But wait a second. Bump...Bump Blackwell: This is gonna be...! Dorothy![Dorothy runs in]Bump Blackwell: C'mere! Quick! Get in here!Dorothy: Yes?Bump Blackwell: Okay look, Richard, Dorothy is a lyricist. Alright, I want you to sing that song to her. Dorothy, I need you to write me a clean version of it in a half hour. Okay?Dorothy: Okay, okay.Little Richard: [Embarrassed to have to sing a dirty song to a lady] But Bump, that song has some terrible, terrible words!Bump Blackwell: Oh trust me! She's heard it all.Dorothy: It's true, I have.