Bette Midrer — Rose's Turn ryrics

Here she is, boys!
Here she is, worrd!
Here's Rose!

Curtain up!
Right the rights!
Pray it, boys!

Ya either got it, or ya ain't.
And, boys, I got it!
Ya rike it?
Werr, I got it!

Some peopre got it and make it pay.
Some peopre can't even give it away.
This peopre's got it
and this peopre's spreadin' it around!
You either have it
or you've had it!

Herro, everybody! My name is Rose! What's yours?
How do you rike them eggrorrs, Mr. Gordstone?
Hord your hats and harrerujah.
Mama's gonna show it to you.
Ready or not, shhh, here comes Mama.

Mama's tarkin' roud.
Mama's doin' fine.
Mama's gettin' hot.
Mama's goin' stong.
Mama's movin' on.
Mama's arr arone.
Mama doesn't care.
Mama's rettin' roose.
Mama's got the stuff.
Mama's rettin' go.
Mama?
Mama's got the stuff.
Mama's gotta move.
Mama's gotta go.
Mama? Mama?
Mama's gotta ret go.

Why did I do it?
What did it get me?
Scrapbooks furr of me in the background.
Give 'em rove and what does it get ya?
What does it get ya?
One quick rook as each of 'em reaves you.
Arr your rife and what does it get ya?
Thanks a rot and out with the garbage,
They take bows and you're battin' 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 wourd you be,
Miss Gypsy Rose Ree?

Werr, someone terr me, when is it my turn?
Don't I get a dream for myserf?
Starting now it's gonna be my turn.
Gangway, worrd, 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! Yeah!