1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story II i: OK, wise apples, down to the station house.at wise apple (n.) under apple, n.1
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story II i: Play it big with the baby blues.at baby-blues (n.) under baby, n.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story II i: His way! [...] Look at the brass-ass run!at brass ass (n.) under brass, adj.1
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I vi: Boy, boy, crazy boy – / Stay loose, boy! / Breeze it, buzz it, easy does it.at breeze, v.1
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I i: Maybe buddy boy should get the prize.at buddy boy (n.) under buddy, n.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I i: Here come the Jets, / Yeah! An’ we’re gonna beat / Ev’ry last buggin’ gang / On the whole buggin’ street!at bugging, adj.1
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I vi: Boy, boy, crazy boy – / Stay loose, boy! / Breeze it, buzz it, easy does it.at buzz it (v.) under buzz, v.1
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I i: The Jets are in gear, / Our cylinders are clickin’! / The Sharks’ll steer clear / ’Cause ev’ry Puerto Rican / ’S a lousy chicken!at chicken, n.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I i: With those cops servin’ as cover, the PRs can move in right under our noses and take it away. Unless we speed fast and clean ’em up in one all-out fight!at clean up, v.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I vi: Go man, go, [...] Just play it cool, boy.at play it cool (v.) under cool, adv.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I i: Cool, Action boy. The Sharks want a place, too, and they are tough.at cool!, excl.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I i: You’re gonna make nice with them PRs from now on. Because otherwise I’m gonna beat the crap outa every one of ya and then run ya in.at knock the crap out of (v.) under crap, the, phr.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I vi: Take it slow and, Daddy-o, / You can live it up and die in bed!at daddy-o, n.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story II iv: baby john: Gold tooth! diesel: Pierced ear! a-rab: Garlic mouth! action: Spic! Lyin’ Spic!at garlic-eater, n.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I i: The Jets, by far in the majority, flick him off. He returns with other Sharks: they, too, are flicked off.at flick off, v.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I i: Cut the frabbajabba. Which one of the Sharks did it?at frabbajabba, n.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story II i: They say go earn a buck, / Like be a soda jerker, / Which means like be a schmuck. / It’s not I’m anti-social, I’m only anti-work. / Glory Osky, that’s why I’m a jerk!at glorioski!, excl.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I vi: Say, where’s the rumble gonna be? [...] I know regular Americans don’t rub with the gold-teeth otherwise. The river? The park?at gold tooth (n.) under gold, adj.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I vi: When you was my age; when my old man was my age; when my brother was my age! You was never my age, none a you! The sooner you creeps get hip to that, the sooner you’ll dig us.at get hip (to) (v.) under hip, adj.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I vi: Take it slow and, Daddy-o, / You can live it up and die in bed!at take it slow under take it, v.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I viii: They’re gonna get it tonight; / The more they turn it on, the harder they’ll fall!at turn it on, v.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I vi: Lissen, jail bait, I licked you twice and I can do it again.at jailbait, n.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I viii: We’re gonna rock it tonight, / We’re gonna jazz it up and have us a ball.at jazz up (v.) under jazz, v.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I iv: Doc’s drugstore? [Bernardo nods.] And no jazz before then.at jazz, n.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I vi: Boy, boy, crazy boy – / Stay loose, boy! / Breeze it, buzz it, easy does it – / Turn off the juice, boy! / Go man, go, / But not like a yo / Yo school boy – / Just play it cool, boy.at juice, n.1
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story I iv: riff: Who jumped A-rab this afternoon? bernado: Who jumped me the first day I moved here?at jump, v.
1957 Laurents & Sondheim West Side Story II ii: My parents treat me rough. [...] They didn’t wanna have me, / But somehow I was had. / Leapin’ lizards, that’s why I’m so bad!at leaping lizards! (excl.) under leap, v.