If a girl isn't pretty

If a girl isn't pretty like a Miss Atlantic City

All she gets from life is pity and a pat

Kindly name her a star or hasn’t won a contest or a pageant

If she hasn't, she just never gets to that

She must a-shine in every detail

Like a ring you buy in retail

Be a standard size that fits a standard dress

When a girl's incidentals are no bigger than two lentils

Then to me it doesn't smell success

From three faces that could cause you to have temporary nausea

Do I have to hear a lecture such as that?

Is her nose with deviation such a crime against the nation!

Should I throw her into jail or drown the cat?

So she looks a bit off-balanced,

She possesses golden talents

Or is that a pill too bitter to digest?

Oh she's got very nice departments, mmm!

But when they see that at the whole sum, mmm!

From the gallery they’ll be throwin’ fruit!

I'm the greatest star

I have 36 expressions

Sweet as pie and tough as leather

And that's six expressions more

Than all them Barrymores put together

Instead of just kicking me why don't they give me a lift

Well, it must me a plot

'Cause they're scared that I got such a gift

Well I'm miffed

'Cause I'm the greatest star

I am by far

But no one knows it

Wait, they're gonna hear a voice

A silver flute

There'll cheer each toot

(Yeah, that kid's terrific!)

When I expose it!

Now can't you see to look at me

That I'm a natural Camille

As Camille I just feel,

I have so much to offer

(Hey listen kid I know I'd be divine because ...)

I'm a natural cougher

[couching sounds]

Some ain't got it, not a lump

I'm a great big clump of talent!

Laugh, they'll bend in half

(Did you ever hear that story about the traveling salesman?)

A thousand jokes

(Stick around for the chokes)

A thousand faces,

I reiterate

When you're gifted

Than you're gifted

These are facts I got no ax to grind

Hey, what are you blind?

In all the world so far,

I'm the greatest star

No autographs please

[spoken] Do you think beautiful girls are gonna stay in style forever

What if I say not, any minute now there' gonna be out

Finished than it'll be my turn

[sung] Who is the pip with pizezz?

Who is all ginger and jazz?

Who is as glamorous as?

Who's an American beauty rose,

With an American beauty nose,

And ten American beauty toes,

Eyes on the target and wham

One shot one gunshot and bam?

He mister Keeney here I am

I'm the greatest star

I am by far but no one knows it!

That's why I was born

I blow my horn

Till someone blows it

I'll light up like a light

Right up like a light

I'll flicker, then flare up, ah, ah!

All the world's gonna stare up

Looking down you'll never see me

Try the sky 'cause there'll be me!

I can make them cry

I can make them sigh

Some day they'll clamor for my drama

Have you guessed yet,

Who's the best yet?

If you ain't I'll tell you one more time

You bet your last dime

In all of the world so far

I am the greatest, greatest star!

Roller skate rag

LAURA!

SALLY!

CARRIE!

NORMA!

RUDY!

POLLY!

FANNY!

The roller skate rags are really up-to-date back

It's heard every place,

You'll find the clan rolls by

Pick your skates, turn your wheels

You're gonna be surprised

How your torso feels!

Oui! Oui!

Because in Paris, in gay Paris

‘Cross the sea "Zey" are bigger "zan"

None had ever used to be

Turn yo’ hips, take ‘em up

The ever lovely roller skate rag is on the top!

Keep yo’ eyes around the take

Get yo’ torso undulated

Be forever syncopated, knotty and accelerate

The ever lovely roller skate rag is on the top!

I'd rather be blue over you

I'd rather be blue thinking of you

I'd rather be blue over you

Than be happy with somebody else

I'm crazy about'cha, without'cha

For you I'm strong.

I can't do without'cha

Howcha magoucha?

Don't stay too long.

I need a little ah, little ooh, little oh,

And I'm knocking on wood.

Ah, honey hurry up, hurry up, hurry up

It's so hard to be good

I'd rather be blue thinking of you

I'd rather be blue over you

Than be happy with somebody else

Will I be good?

Will I be bad?

Don't be a fool, you fool.

My little flat, I'm turning that

Into a Sunday school

While you're away,

I'm here to say

There'll be no iceman there.

Singin' the blues

I'm gonna use

Nothin' but Frigidaire.

I'd rather be blue thinking of you

I'd rather be blue over you

Than be happy with somebody else

Blue over you,

I'd rather be blue over you

Than be hap-hap-hap-happy

With somebody else.

His love makes me beautiful

CHORUS

The most beautiful bride in the world

And we are the very lucky gents

Who'll be standing at the sides

Of the scintillating brides

Florence Ziegfeld proud presents

You are a beautiful reflection

Of his loves affection

A walking illustration of his adoration

His love makes you beautiful

So beautiful, so beautiful

You ask your looking glass what is it,

That makes you so exquisite

The answer to your query

Comes back dearie

His love makes you beautiful

So beautiful, so beautiful

And woman in love is woman glorified

You'll make a beautiful, beautiful, beautiful bride...

GIRLS

The winter bride is typified

By Christmas, frost and fairies

An though the weather is changeable

Her virtue never varies

The springtime bride is story eyed,

As poets often say

No other bride would dare to dream

The dreams that April,

May,

The summer bride is glorified by Merlin's magic touch

A lucky man receives the love

Of June, July and such

The autumn bride is prude and wise

At sweet sixteen or twenty

And as a wife in future life

She'll hold the horn of plenty

And now a singing bride who vocally encompasses

The happiness and harmony

That marriage truly promises

FANNY

I am the beautiful reflection

Of my loves affection

A walking illustration

Of his adoration

CHORUS

His love makes you beautiful

So beautiful, so beautiful

FANNY

I ask my looking glass

What is it

That makes me so exquisite

CHORUS

The answer to your query

Comes back dearie

His love makes you beautiful

So beautiful, so beautiful

You are so beautiful

FANNY

I am so beautiful

CHORUS

You are so beautiful

The most beautiful bride in the world

People

We travel single oh

Maybe we're lucky

But I don't know

With them just let one kid fall down and seven mothers faint

I guess we're both happy,

But maybe we ain't

People,

People who need people,

Are the luckiest people in the world

We're children,

Needing other children

And yet letting a grown-up pride

Hide all the need inside

Acting more like children than children

Lovers are very special people

They're the luckiest people in the world

With one person one very special person

A feeling deep in your soul

Says you're half now you're whole

No more hunger and thirst

But first be a person

Who needs people

People who need people

Are the luckiest people in the world...

Hum...mmm...

A feeling deep in your soul

Says you were half now you're whole

No more hunger and thirst

But first be a person who needs people

People who need people

Are the luckiest people in the world...

You are woman, I am man

NICK

You are woman, I am man

You are smaller,

So I can be taller than,

You are softer to the touch,

It's a feeling

I like feeling very much.

You are someone I've admired,

Still, our friendship

Leaves something to be desired.

Does it take more explanation than this?

You are woman, I am man

Let's kiss.

FANNY

Isn't this the height of nonchalance,

Furnishing a bed in restaurants?

Well, a bit of dinner never hurt,

But guess who is gonna be dessert?

Do good girls do just what mama says,

When mama's not around?

It's a feeling,

Oy vey, what a feeling.

NICK

A bit of pate?

FANNY

I drink it all day!

Should I do the things he'll tell me to?

In this pickle what would Sadie do?

In my soul I feel an inner lack,

Just suppose he wants his dinner back?

Just some dried-out toast in a sliver

On the top a...a little chopped liver.

How many girls become a sinner

While waiting for a roast beef dinner?

Though most girls slip in ordinary ways

I got style

I do it bordelaise.

Well at least you think I'm special

You ordered à la carte.

It's a feeling,

I like feeling very...

I feel the feeling down to my toes

Now I feel that there's a fire here,

Try that once a little higher, dear

What a beast to ruin such a pearl!

Would a convent take a Jewish girl?

[Laughs]

NICK

Does it take more explanation than this?

FANNY

Ooo the thrills and chills going through me

If I stop him now,

Can he sue me

NICK

You are woman.

FANNY

You are man.

NICK

Let's....

Don't rain on my parade

Don't tell me not to live,

Just sit and putter

Life's candy and the sun's a ball of butter

Don't bring around a cloud to rain on my parade

Don't tell me not to fly,

I simply got to

If someone takes a spill,

It's me and not you

Who told you you're allowed to rain on my parade

I'll march my band out,

I'll beat my drum

And if I'm fanned out,

Your turn at bat, sir

At least I didn't fake it,

Hat, sir

I guess I didn't make it

But whether I'm the rose of sheer perfection

A freckle on the nose of life's complexion

The Cinderella or the shine apple of its eye

I gotta fly once,

I gotta try once,

Only can die once, right, sir?

Ooh, life is juicy,

Juicy and you see,

I gotta have my bite, sir.

Get ready for me love,

'Cause I'm a "comer"

I simply gotta march,

My heart's a drummer

Don't bring around the cloud to rain on my parade,

I'm gonna live and live now!

Get what I want,

I know how!

One roll for the whole shebang!

One throw that bell will go clang,

Eye on the target and wham,

One shot,

One gun shot and bam!

Hey, Mr. Arnstein, here I am ...

I'll march my band out,

I will beat my drum,

And if I'm fanned out,

Your turn at bat, sir,

At least I didn't fake it,

Hat, sir,

I guess I didn't make it

Get ready for me love,

'Cause I'm a "comer"

I simply gotta march,

My heart's a drummer

Nobody, no,

Nobody, is gonna rain on my parade!

Sadie, Sadie

FANNY

Mrs. Arnstein, Mrs. Arnstein

What a beautiful, beautiful name

Sadie, Sadie married lady

See what's on my hand

There's nothing quite as touching

As a simple wedding band

Oh how that marriage license works

On chamber maids and hotel clerks

The honeymoon was such delight

That we got married that same night

Oh, Sadie, Sadie married lady,

Sadie, you did the trick

Not every girl can get herself

A guy who looks like Nick

To tell the truth,

It hurt my pride

The groom was prettier than the bride

Sadie, Sadie married lady that's me

We're sailing home so Rosie dear

Bring chicken-soup down to the pier

Sadie, Sadie married lady that's me

NICK

Sadie, Sadie married lady

FANNY

Meet a mortgagee,

The owner of a ice-box

NICK

With a ten year guarantee

FANNY

Oh sit me in the softest seats

Quick a cushion for my feet

Do for me, buy for me

Lift me, carry me

Finally got a guy to marry me

I do my nails,

Read up on sales

All day the records play

Than he comes home I tell him

Oy what a day I had today

I swear I do my wifely job

Just sit at home become a slob

A husband,

A house and a beautiful reflection

Of my loves affection

Sadie, Sadie married lady

That's me!

The swan

What are ya gonna do?

Shoot da swans?

These lovelies?

Can't you see when you look on me

What a lovely creature is a swan, yo hoo!

I'm all over fluffy white.

I wouldn't peck at you or bite

And have tiny twinkle toes to dance upon

Oh was that good?

So you just gotta have a swan

Or you're out of luck

‘Cause a chicken wouldn't do it

Would only cluck

And besides you couldn't say

"I saw a chicken leg ballet"

They would think you don't know nothin'

You are missing you are button

‘Cause a chicken's only good for consummate

Where upon, where upon,

Where upon, where upon

A chicken or a duck is a mistake

When you do

Swan Lake Ballet!

Funny girl

Funny

Did you hear that

Funny

Yeah, the guy said honey

You're a funny girl

That's me

I just keep them

In stitches

Dug out in half

And though I may be all wrong for the guy

I'm good for a laugh!

I guess it's not funny

Life is far from sunny

When the love is over

And the jokes are you

A girl

Ought to have a sense of humor

That's one thing you really need for sure

When you're a funny girl

The fellow said a funny girl

Funny,

How it ain't so funny

Funny girl...

My man

Oh, my man I love him so

He'll never know

All my life is just despair

But I don't care

When he takes me in his arms

The world is bright all right

What's the difference if I say

I'll go away

When I know I'll come back on my knees someday

For whatever my man is

I am his forever more

Oh my man I love him so

He'll never know

All my life is just despair

But I don't care

When he takes me in his arms

The world is bright all right

What's the difference if I say

I'll go away

When I know I'll come back on my knees someday

For whatever my man is

I am his forever more

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