Roxie

Stop the presses!
 Convent girl hell!
 "We both reached for the gun," says Roxie!
 "Dancing feet leads to sorrow" says beautiful jazz slayer
 Roxie sobs, "I'd give anything to bring him back!"
 Jazz and liquor: Roxie's downfall
 I always wanted my name in the papers!
 Before Amos, I used to date this well-to-do ugly bootlegger
 He used to like to take me out and show me off
 Ugly guys like to do that
 Once it said in the paper
 "Gangland's Al Capelli seen with cute redheaded Corrine"
 That was me
 I clipped it out and saved it
 Look
 I'm gonna tell you the truth
 Not that the truth really matters
 But I'm gonna tell you anyway
 The thing is, see
 I'm older than I ever intended to be
 And all my life, i wanted to be a dancer in Vaudeville
 Ooh, yeah
 Have my own act
 But no, no, no
 They always turned me down
 It was one big world full of "no"
 Life
 Then Amos came along
 Sweet, safe Amos who never says no
 You know, some guys are like mirrors
 And when I catch myself in Amos's face
 I'm always a kid
 You could love a guy like that
 Look, now I gotta tell ya
 And I hope this ain't too crude
 In the bed department, Amos was -
 Zero
 I mean, when we went to bed
 He made love to me like he was -
 Fixing a carburetor or something!
 "I love ya, honey, I love ya"
 Anyway, to make a long story short
 I started fooling around
 Then Istarted screwing around
 Which is foolin' around without dinner
 I gave up the Vaudeville idea
 Because - well, after all those years
 You sort of figure opportunity's just passed you by
 Hoo, but it ain't
 Oh no, no, no, no, but it ain't!
 If this Flynn guy gets me off
 And with all this publicity
 Now I got me a world full of "yes"
 The name on everybody's lips
 Is gonna be Roxie
 The lady raking in the chips
 Is gonna be Roxie
 I'm gonna be a celebrity
 That means somebody everyone knows
 They're gonna recognize my eyes
 My hair, my teeth, my boobs, my nose
 From just some dumb mechanic's wife
 I'm gonna be Roxie
 Who says that murder's not an art?
 And who in case she doesn't hang
 Can say she started with a bang?
 Roxie Hart!
 I gotta get me some boys
 I'm gonna get me a whole bunch of boys!
 They're gonna wait outside in line
 To get to see
 Roxie
 Think of those autographs I'll sign
 "Good luck to ya"
 Roxie
 And I'll appear in a lavalier
 That goes all the way down to my waist
 Here a ring
 There a ring
 Everywhere a-ring-a-ling
 But always in the best of taste!
 Mm, I'm a star!
 And they love me
 And I love them
 And they love me for loving them
 And I love them for loving me
 And we love each other
 That's because none of us
 Got enough love in our childhood
 And that's showbiz, kid
 She's giving up her humdrum life
 I'm gonna be
 Roxie
 She made a scandal and a start
 And Sophie Tucker'll shit, I know (uh-huh)
 To see her name get billed below
 Roxie, Roxie Hart
 Mm, oh oh oh mm, oh oh
 Mm, mm mm mm-mm
 Those are my boys
 Mm mm, mm-mm-mm