Second Hand Rose

Father has a business
 Strictly second-hand
 Everything from tooth-picks to a baby grand
 Stuff in our apartment
 Came from Father's store
 Even clothes I'm wearing, someone wore before
 It's no wonder that I feel abused
 I never get a thing that ain't been used
 I'm wearing second-hand hats
 Second-hand clothes
 That's why they call me Second Hand Rose
 Even our piano in the parlor
 Daddy bought for ten cents on the dollar
 Second-hand pearls
 I'm wearing second-hand curls
 I never get a single thing that's new
 Even Jake the plumber, he's the man I adore
 He had the nerve to tell me he'd been married before
 Everyone knows that I'm just Second Hand Rose
 From Second Avenue
 From Second Avenue
 No!