Rose's Turn

"I thought you did it for me, Momma"

"I thought you did it for me, Momma"

"I thought you made a no-talent ox into a star

Because you like doin' things the hard way, Momma"

What I got in me

What I been holdin' 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 you ain't

And, boys, I got it

You like it?

Yeah

Ha-ha, well, I got it

Some people got it and make it pay

Some people can't even give it away

This people's got it

And this people's spreadin' it around

You either have it

Or you've had it

Hello, everybody, my name's Rose

What's yours?

How do you like them egg rolls, Mr. Goldstone?

Hold your hats and hallelujah

Momma's gonna show it to ya

Ready or not, here comes Momma

Momma's talkin' loud

Momma's doin' fine

Momma's gettin' hot

Momma's goin' stong

Momma's movin' on

Momma's all alone

Momma doesn't care

Momma's lettin' loose

Momma's got the stuff

Momma's got—

Momma's—

Momma's—

Momma's got the stuff

Momma's gotta move

Momma's gotta go—

Momma—

Momma's gotta let go

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 them 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 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 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 takin' 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