IN A PRINT DRESS WHOSE NECKLINE dips well below the level of propriety, Julie Johnson takes a few dainty steps to the front of the stage, sucks a little more oxygen into her grand bosom and singes the audience with I Do What I Can (with What I Got), a torchy tune about the advantages and imperatives of being a knockout babe. Johnson's rendition, in the Larry Grossman musical Paper Moon, is a KO as well; she coos, she beguiles, she does everything but bump it with a trumpet. It's the sort of turn to persuade even a show-biz skeptic that,...
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