There's No Business Like Show Business

The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk
 Are secretly unhappy men because
 The butcher, the baker, the grocer, the clerk
 Get paid for what they do but no applause
 They'd gladly bid their dreary jobs goodbye
 For anything theatrical and why
 There's no business like show business
 Like no business I know
 
 Everything about it is appealing
 Everything the traffic will allow
 Nowhere could you get that happy feeling
 When you are stealing that extra bow
 There's no people like show people
 They smile when they're low
 
 Even with a turkey that you know will fold
 You may be stranded out in the cold
 Still you wouldn't change it for a sack of gold
 Let's go on with the show
 The costumes, the scenery, the makeup, the props
 The audience that lifts you when you're down
 The headaches, the heartaches, the backaches, the flops
 The sheriff who escorts you out of town
 The opening when your heart beats like a drum
 The closing when the customers won't come
 
 There's no business like show business
 Like no business I know
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 You get word the show has started
 That your favorite uncle died at dawn
 Top of that your pa and ma have parted
 You're broken hearted but you go on
 There's no people like show people
 They never ever run out of dough
 Yesterday they told you you would not go far
 That night you opened and there you are
 Next day on your dressing room they hung a star
 Let's go on with the show
 On with the show
 On with the show
 On with the show