I made you
And you wanna know why?
You wanna know what I did it for?
'Cause I was born too soon and I started too late
That's why
But what I have in me, I could have been better than any of you
What I've got in me
What I've been holding down inside of me
Oh, if I ever let it out
There wouldn't be signs big enough
There wouldn't be lights bright enough
Here she is, boys!
Here she is, world!
Here's Rose!
Curtain up
Light the lights
Play it, boys
You either got it or ya ain't
And boys, I got it
You like it? (Yes)
Well, I've got it
Some people got it and make it pay
Some people can't even give it away
These people's got it
And these people's spreading it around
You either have it
Or you've had it
Hello, everybody
My name's Rose!
What's yours?
How ya like them eggrolls, Mr. Goldstone?
Hold your hats and hallelujah
Mama's gonna show it to you
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Ready or not, shhh, here comes Mama
Mama's talking loud
Mama's doing fine
Mama's getting hot
Mama's going strong
Mama's moving on
Mama's all alone
Mama doesn't care
Mama's letting loose
Mama's got the stuff
Mama's letting go
Hm, Ma-
Hm, hmm
Mama's got the stuff
Mama's gotta move
Mama's gotta go
Hm, hm, Ma-
Mama's gotta let go
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Why did I do it?
What did it get me?
Scrapbooks full of me in the background
Give 'em love, and what does it get you?
What does it get you?
One quick look as each of 'em leaves you
All your life, and what does it get you?
Thanks a lot and out with the garbage
They take bows and you're batting zero
I had a dream
I dreamed it for you, June
It wasn't for me, Herbie
And if it wasn't for me
Then where would you be
Miss Gypsy Rose Lee?
Well, someone tell me, when is it my turn?
Don't I get a dream for myself?
Starting now it's gonna be my turn
Gangway, world, get off of my runway
Starting now, I bat a thousand
This time, boys, I'm taking the bows, and
Everything's coming up Rose
Everything's coming up roses
Everything's coming up roses
This time for me
For me! For me!
For me! For me!
For me!
For me!