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ALL THAT JAZZ
 
 
Velma:
Come on, Babe
Why don't we paint the town?
And All That Jazz

I'm gonna rouge my knees
And roll my stockings down
And All That Jazz.

Start the car
I know a whoopee spot
Where the gin is cold
but the piano's hot
It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl
And All
That
Jazz!

[Dance break]

Slick your hair
And wear your buckle shoes
And All That Jazz!

I hear that father dip
Is gonna blow the blues
And All That Jazz

Hold on, hon
We're gonna bunny hug
I bought some Aspirin
Down at United Drug

In case you shake apart
And want a brand-new start
To do that -

Velma & Company:
Jazz!

Company:
Skidoo!

Velma:
And All That Jazz

Company:
Hotcha!
Whoopee!

Velma:
And All That Jazz

Company:
Hah! Hah! Hah!

Velma:
It's just a noisy hall
Where there's a nightly brawl

All:
And all that Jazz

(Fred Casely and Roxie Hart enter)

Fred:
Listen, your husband ain't home, is he?
Velma:
No, her husband is not at home!
Find a flask
We're playing fast and loose

Company:
And All That Jazz!

Velma:
Right up here
Is where I store the juice

Company:
And All That Jazz!

Velma:
Come on babe
We're gonna brush the sky
I bet you lucky Lindy
Never flew so high
'Cause in the stratosphere
How could he lend an ear
To All That Jazz

Company:
Oh, you're gonna see her sheba shimmy shake

Velma:
And All That Jazz!

Company:
Oh, she's gonna shimmy till her garters break

Velma:
And All That Jazz

Company:
Show her where to park her girdle
Oh, her mother's blood is curdle
If she'd hear
Her baby's queer
For All That Jazz!

Velma: Company:
And All That Jazz!
Come on, Babe Oh, you're gonna see
Why don't we paint Your
The town? Sheba
And All That Jazz Shimmy shake
And All That Jazz!

I'm gonna Oh,
Rouge my knees She's gonna shimmy
And roll my 'Till her garters
Stockings down Break
And All That Jazz And All That Jazz

Start the car Show her where to
I know a whoopee spot Park her girdle
Where the gin is cold Oh, her mother's blood'd
But the piano's hot. Curdle
It's just a noisy hall If she'd hear
Where there's a nightly brawl Her baby's queer
And All That Jazz! For All That Jazz!

Roxie:
So, that's it, huh Fred?
Fred:
Yeah, I'm afraid so Roxie.
Roxie:
Oh, Fred...
Girls:
Oh, Fred...
Fred:
Yeah?
Roxie:
Nobody walks out on me.

(Roxie shoots him.)

Fred:
Sweetheart -
Roxie:
Oh, don't "sweetheart" me, you son-of-a-bitch!

(Roxie shoots him again. Fred dies.)

Company:
Hotcha!
Whoopee!
Jazz!
Roxie:
Oh, I gotta pee.

(Roxie exits.)

Velma:
No, I'm no one's wife
But, oh, I love my life
And All That Jazz!

Company:
That Jazz!

 
 
 
FUNNY HONEY
 
 
ANNOUNCER:
For her first number, Miss Roxie Hart would like to sing a song
of love and devotion dedicated to her dear husband Amos.

FUNNY HONEY
Roxie:
Sometimes I'm right
Sometimes I'm wrong
But he doesn't care
He'll string along
He loves me so
That funny honey of mine!

Sometimes I'm down
Sometimes I'm up
But he follows 'round
Like some droopy-eyed pup
He loves me so
That funny honey of mine!

He ain't no sheik
That's no great physique
Lord knows he ain't got the smarts

Oh, but look at that soul
I tell you, that whole
Is a whole lot greater
Than the sum of his parts

And if you knew him like me
I know you'd agree
What if the world
Slander my name?
Why, he'd be right there
Taking the blame

He loves me so
And it all suits me fine
That funny, sunny, honey
Hubby of mine!

Amos:
A man's got the right to protect his home and his loved ones, right?
Fogarty:
Of course, he has!
Amos:
Well, I come in from the garage, Officer, and I see him coming
through the window. With my wife Roxanne there, sleepin'...
Like an angel...

Roxie: Amos:
He loves me so ...an angel!
That funny honey of mine!

Amos:
I mean supposin', just supposin', he had violated her or somethin'...you
know what I mean...violated?

Fogarty:
I know what you mean...
Amos:
...or somethin'. Think how terrible that would have been. It's a good
thing I came home from work on time, I'm tellin' ya that! I say I'm
tellin' ya that!

Roxie:
He loves me so
That funny honey of mine!

Fogarty:
Name of deceased...Fred Casely.
Amos:
Fred Casely. How could he be a burglar? My wife knows him!
He sold us our furniture!

Roxie:
Lord knows he ain't got the smarts

Amos:
She lied to me. She told me he was a burglar.
Fogarty:
You mean he was dead when you got home?
Amos:
She had him covered with a sheet and she's givin' me that cock
and a bull story about this burglar, and I ought to say I did
it 'cause I was sure to get off. Burglar, huh!

Roxie: Amos:
Now, he shot off his trap And I believed her!
That cheap little tramp. So, she
I can't stand that sap was two-timing me, huh?
Well, then, she can just
swing for all I care.
Look at him go Boy, I'm down at the garage,
Rattin' on me working my butt off fourteen
With just one more brain hours a day and she's up there
What half-wit he'd be munchin' on God-damn bon-bons
and jazzing. This time she
If they string me up pushed me too far.
I'll know who That little chiseler.
Brought the twine Boy, what a sap I was!

That scummy, crummy
Dummy hubby of mine
 
 
 
CELL BLOCK TANGO
 
 
ANNOUNCER:
And now the six merry murderesses of the Cook County Jail in their
rendition of the "Cell Block Tango."
Liz:
Pop.

Annie:
Six.

June:
Squish.

Hunyak:
Uh-Uh.

Velma:
Cicero.

Mona:
Lipschitz!

Liz:
Pop.

Annie:
Six.

June:
Squish.

Hunyak:
Uh-Uh.

Velma:
Cicero.

Mona:
Lipschitz!

Liz:
Pop.

Annie:
Six.

June:
Squish.

Hunyak:
Uh-Uh.

Velma:
Cicero.

Mona:
Lipschitz!

Liz:
Pop.

Annie:
Six.

June:
Squish.

Hunyak:
Uh-Uh.

Velma:
Cicero.

Mona:
Lipschitz!

All:
He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had himself to blame.
If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it

Velma:
I betcha you would have done the same!

Liz:
Pop.

Annie:
Six.

June:
Squish.

Hunyak:
Uh-Uh.

Velma:
Cicero.

Mona:
Lipschitz!

Liz:
Pop.

Annie:
Six.

June:
Squish.

Hunyak:
Uh-Uh.

Velma:
Cicero.

Mona:
Lipschitz!

All:
He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had himself to blame.
If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it

Velma:
I betcha you would have done the same!

Liz:
Pop.

Annie:
Six.

June:
Squish.

Hunyak:
Uh-Uh.

Velma:
Cicero.

Mona:
Lipschitz!

Liz: Girls:
You know how people He had it coming
have these little habits that He had it coming
get you down. Like Bernie. He only had himself to blame.
Bernie liked to chew gum.
No, not chew. Pop. Well, I If you'd have been there
came home this one day and If you'd have seen it
I am really irritated, and I betcha you would
looking for a little sympathy Have done the same!
and there's Bernie layin' on He had it coming
the couch, drinkin' a beer and He had it coming
chewin'. No, not chewin'. He only had himself to blame.
Popin'. So, I said to him, I If you'd have been there
said, "Bernie, you pop that If you'd have seen it
gum one more time..." I betcha you would
And he did! Have done the same!

Liz:
So I took the shotgun off the wall
and fired two warning shots...
...into his head.

All:
He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had himself to blame.
If you'd have been there
If you'd have heard it
I betcha you would
Have done the same!

Liz: Girls:
I met Ezekiel Young from He had it coming
Salt Lake City about two years ago He had it coming
and he told me he was single He only had himself
and we hit it off right away. To blame.
So, we started living together. If you'd have been there
He'd go to work, he'd come work, I'd mix If you'd have seen it
Him a drink, we'd have dinner. Well, it was I betcha you would
like heaven in two and a half rooms. Have done the same!
And then I found out, He had it coming
"Single" he told me? He had it coming
Single, my ass. Not only was he married. He only had himself
...oh, no, he had six wives. To blame.
One of those Mormons, If you'd have been there
you know. So that night when If you'd have seen it
he came home. I mixed him I betcha you would
his drink as usual. Have done the same!

Annie:
You know, some guys just can't hold their arsenic!

Liz, Annie, June, Mona: Velma & Hunyak:
Hah! He had it coming Pop, Six, Squish, Uh-Uh,
He had it coming Cicero, Lipschitz!
He took a flower
In its prime
And the he used it Pop, Six, Squish, Uh-Uh,
And he abused it Cicero, Lipschitz!
It was a murder
But not a crime!

June: Girls:
Now, I'm standing in the kitchen Pop, Six,
carvin' up the chicken for dinner, Squish, Uh-Uh,
minding my own business, Cicero, Lipschitz!
and in storms my husband Wilbur, Pop, Six,
in a jealous rage. Squish, Uh-Uh,
"You been screwin' the milkman," Cicero, Lipschitz!
he says. He was crazy Pop, Six,
and he kept on screamin' Squish, Uh-Uh,
"You been screwin' the milkman," Cicero, Lipschitz!

June:
And then he ran into my knife! He ran into my knife TEN TIMES!

All:
If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it
I betcha you would have done the same!

Hunyak:
Mit keresek, enn itt? Azt mondjok, hogy lakem lefogta a ferjemet
en meg lecsaptam a fejet. De nem igaz, en artatlan vagyok. Nem
tudom mert mondja Uncle Sam hogy en tetten. Probaltam a rendorsegen
megmagyarazni de nem ertettek meg...

June:
Yeah, but did you do it?
Hanyak:
UH UH, not guilty!

Velma: Girls:
My sister, Veronica, and I did this double act He had it coming
and my husband, Charlie, used to travel He had it coming
round with us. Now for the last number in He only had
our act, we did these 20 acrobatic tricks in a Himself
row, one, two, three, four, five... To blame.
Splits, spread eagles, back flips, flip flops, If you'd have been there
one right after the other. Well, this one night If you'd have seen it
we are in Cicero, the three of us, sittin' up I betcha
in a hotel room, boozin' and havin' a few You would
laughs and we ran out of ice, Have done
so I went out to get some. The same!
I come back, open the door He had
And there's Veronica and It coming
Charlie doing Number Seventeen He had
-the spread eagle. It coming...

Velma:
Well, I was in such a state of shock, I completely blacked out.
I can't remember a thing. It wasn't until later, when I was
washing the blood off my hands I even knew they were dead.

Girls:
They had it coming
They had it coming
They had it coming all along.
I didn't do it
But if I'd done it
How could you tell me that I was wrong?

Velma: Girls:
They had it coming
They had it coming
They had it coming
They had it coming
They had it coming
They took a flower
All along
In its prime
I didn't do it
And then they used it
But if I'd done it
And they abused it
How could you tell me
It was a murder
That I was wrong? But not a crime!

Mona: Girls:
I love Alvin Lipschitz He had it coming
More than I can possibly say. He had it coming
He was a real artistic guy... He only had
Sensitive...a painter. Himself t
But he was troubled. To blame.
He was always trying If you'd have been
to find himself. There
He'd go out every night If you'd have seen it
looking for himself I betcha
and along the way You would
he found Ruth, Have done
Gladys, The same!
Rosemary and Irving.

Mona:
I guess you can say we broke up because of artistic differences.
He saw himself as alive and I saw him dead.

All:
The dirty bum, bum, bum, bum, bum
The dirty bum, bum, bum, bum, bum

Liz, Annie, Mona: Velma, June, Hunyak:
They had it comin'
They had it comin'
They had it comin'
They had it comin'
They had it comin'
They had it comin'
All along
All along
'Cause if they used us
'Cause if they used us
And they abused us
And they abused us
How could you tell us
How could you tell us
That we were wrong?
That we were wrong?

Velma, June, Hunyak:
He had it coming
He had it coming
He only had
Himself
To blame.
If you'd have been there
If you'd have seen it
I betcha
You would
Have done
The same!

Liz:
You pop that gum one more time!

Annie:
Single my ass.

June:
Ten times!

Hunyak:
Miert csukott Uncle Sam bortonbe.

Velma:
Number Seventeen - the spread eagle.

Mona:
Artistic differences.

All:
I betcha you would have done the same!

 
 
 
WHEN YOU'RE GOOD TO MAMA
 
 
Matron:
Ask any of the chickies in my pen
They'll tell I'm the biggest mother hen
I love 'em all and all of them love me
Because the system works
The system called reciprocity...

Got a little motto
Always sees me through
When you're good to Mama
Mama's good to you!

There's a lot of favors
I'm prepared to do
You do one for Mama
She'll do one for you

They say that life is tit for tat
And that's the way I live
So, I deserve a lot of tat
For what I've got to give
Don't you know that this hand
Washes that one too
When you're good to Mama
Mama's good to you!

If you want my gravy
Pepper my ragout
Spice it up for Mama
She'll get
hot for you

When they pass that basket
Folks contribute to
You put in for Mama
She'll pull out for you

The folks atop the ladder
Are the ones the world adores
So boost me up my ladder, kid
And I'll boost you up yours

Let's all stroke together
Like the Princeton crew
When you're strokin' Mama
Mama's strokin' you

So what's the one conclusion
I can bring this number to?
When you're good to Mama
Mama's good to you
 
 
 
ALL I CARE ABOUT IS LOVE
 
 
ANNOUNCER:
Ladies and Gentleman, presenting the Silver-Tongued Prince of
the Courtroom - the one - the only Mr. Billy Flynn.
Girls:
We want Billy
Give us Billy
B. I. Double L. Y.
We're all his
He's our kind of a guy
And ooh what luck
'Cause here he is...

Billy:
Is everybody here?
Is everybody ready?
Hit it!

I don't care about expensive things
Cashmere coats, diamond rings
Don't mean a thing
All I care about is love Girls:
That's what I'm here for/ That's what he's here for

I don't care for wearing silk cravats
Ruby studs, satin spats
Don't mean a thing
All I care about is love Girls:
All he cares about is love
Give me two
Eyes of blue
Softly saying, "I need you"
Let me see her standin' there
And honest, mister, I'm a millionaire

I don't care for any fine attire
Vanderbilt might admire
No, no, not me
All I care about is love Girls:
All he cares about is love

Billy:
Maybe you think I'm talking about my physical love. Well, I'm not. Not just physical love. There's other kinds of love. Like love of justice. Love of legal procedure. Love of lending a hand to someone who really needs you. Love of your fellow man. That's the kind of love I'm talkin' about. And physical love ain't so bad either.

Billy:
It may sound odd
But all I care about is love Girls:
That's what I'm here for That's for he's here for
Honest to God
All I care about is love
 
Girls:
All he cares about is love
Show me long raven hair
Flowin' down, about to three
Let me see
Her runnin' free
Keep your money, that's enough for me
I don't care for drivin' Packard cars
Or smoking long buck cigars
No, no, not me
All I care about is
Doin' the guy in
Who's pickin', on you
Twistin' the wrist
That's turnin' the screw
All I care about is love
 
Girls:
All he cares about is love
 
 
 
 
WE BOTH REACHED FOR THE GUN
 
 
Reporters:
Where'd you come from?

Billy (as Roxie):
Mississippi

Reporters:
And your parents?

Billy (as Roxie):
Very wealthy.

Reporters:
Where are they now?

Billy (as Roxie):
Six feet under.

Billy:
But she was granted one more start

Billy (as Roxie):
The convent of the sacred heart!

Reporters:
When'd you get there?

Billy (as Roxie):
1920

Reporters:
How old were you?

Billy (as Roxie):
Don't remember

Reporters:
Then what happened?

Billy (as Roxie):
I met Amos
And he stole my hear away
Convinced me to elope one day

Mary Sunshine:
A convent girl! A run-away marriage! Oh, it's too terrible.
You poor, poor dear.

Reporters:
Who's Fred Casely?

Billy (as Roxie):
My ex-boy friend.

Reporters:
Why'd you shoot him.

Billy (as Roxie):
I was leavin'.

Reporters:
Was he angry?

Billy (as Roxie):
Like a madman!
Still I said, "Fred, move along."

Billy:
She knew that she was doin' wrong

Reporters:
Then describe it

Billy (as Roxie):
He came toward me.

Reporters:
With a pistol?

Billy (as Roxie):
From my bureau

Reporters:
Did you fight him?

Billy (as Roxie):
Like a tiger

Billy:
He had strength and she had none

Billy (as Roxie):
And yet we both reached for the gun
Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes we both
Oh yes, we both
Oh yes, we both reached for
The gun, the gun, the gun, the gun
Oh yes, we both reached for the gun
For the gun.

Billy and Reporters:
Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes they both
Oh yes, they both
Oh yes, they both reached for
The gun, the gun, the gun, the gun
Oh yes, they both reached for the gun
For the gun.

Billy:
Understandable, understandable
Yes, it's perfectly understandable
Comprehensible, comprehensible
Not a bit reprehensible
It's so defensible!

Reporters:
How you're feeling?

Billy (as Roxie):
Very frightened

Reporters:
Are you sorry?

Roxie:
Are you kidding?

Reporters:
What's your statement?

Billy (as Roxie):
All I'd say is
Though my choo-choo jumped my track
I'd give my life to bring him back

Reporters:
And?

Billy (as Roxie):
Stay away from

Reporters:
What?

Billy (as Roxie):
Jazz and liquor

Reporters:
And?

Billy (as Roxie):
And the man who

Reporters:
What?

Billy (as Roxie):
Play for fun

Reporters:
And what?

Billy (as Roxie):
That's the thought that

Reporters:
Yeah!

Billy (as Roxie):
Came upon me

Reporters:
When?

Billy (as Roxie):
When we both reached for the gun!

Mary Sunshine:
Understandable, understandable

Billy and Mary Sunshine:
Yes, it's perfectly understandable
Comprehensible, comprehensible
Not a bit reprehensible
It's so defensible!

Billy: Reporters:
Let me Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes they both
Hear it! Oh yes, they both
Oh yes, they both reached for
The gun, the gun, the gun,
The gun
Oh yes, they both reached
For the gun
A little louder! For the gun.
Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes they both
Oh yes, they both
Oh yes, they both reached
For the gun, the gun,
Now you got it! The gun, the gun
Oh yes, they both reached
For the gun
For the gun.

Billy and reporters:
Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes they both
Oh yes, they both
Oh yes, they both reached for
The gun, the gun, the gun, the gun
Oh yes, they both reached for the gun.

Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes they both
Oh yes, they both
Oh yes, they both reached for
The gun, the gun, the gun, the gun,
The gun, the gun, the gun, the gun,
The gun, the gun, the gun, the gun,
The gun, the gun, the gun, the gun.

Billy:
Both reached for the...gun

Reporters:
The gun, the gun, the gun, the gun
The gun, the gun, the gun, the gun
The gun, the gun, the gun, the gun
The gun, the gun, the gun, the gun
Both reached for the gun.

First Reporter:
"Stop The Presses!"

Second Reporter:
"'We Both Reached For The Gun,' Says Roxie!"

Third Reporter:
"Dancing Feet Lead To Sorrow, Says Beautiful Jazz Slayer!"

Fifth Reporter:
"Jazz And Liquor, Roxie's Downfall!"
 
 
 
ROXIE
 
Roxie:
The name on everybody's lips
Is gonna be Roxie
The lady rakin' 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?
Foxy Roxie Hart!

Roxie:
You wanna know something? I always wanted to be in vaudeville.
And now that I'm a celebrity, I'm gonna have me a swell act,
too. Yeah, I'll get a boy to work with - someone who can lift
me up, show me off - Oh, hell, I'll get two boys. It'll frame
me better. Think "Big," Roxie, think "Big." I'm gonna get me
a whole bunch of boys.

The name on everybody's lips
Is gonna be

Boys:
Roxie

Roxie:
The lady rakin' in the chips is gonna be

Boys:
Roxie
She's gonna be a celebrity

Roxie:
That means somebody everyone knows

Boys:
They're gonna recognize her eyes
Her hair, her teeth...

Roxie:
...my boobs, my nose
Ooh, ah ah ah
From just some dumb mechanic's wife
I'm gonna be
Sing it!

Boys:
Roxie

Roxie:
Who says that murder's not an art?

Boys:
And who in case she doesn't hang

Roxie:
Can say she started with a bang?

Boys:
Foxy Roxie Hart!

Boys:
They're gonna wait outside in line
To get to see Roxie

Roxie:
Think of those autographs I'll sign
"Good luck to you, Roxie"
And I'll appear in a lavaliere
That goes all the way down to my waist

Boys:
Here a ring, there a ring
Everywhere a ring a ling

Roxie:
But always the best of taste
Oooh, I'm a star.

Boys;
And the audience loves her.

Roxie:
And I love the audience. And the audience loves me for
loving them. And I love the audience for loving me. And
we just love each other. That's because none of us got
enough love in our childhood.

Boys:
That's right.

Roxie:
And that's show biz, kid.

Boys:
Oh, yeah.
She's giving up her humdrum life

Roxie:
I'm gonna be

Boys:
Roxie.
She made a scandal and a start.

Roxie:
And Sophie Tucker will shit, I know
To see her name get billed below

All:
Foxy Roxie Hart

Boys:
Chuh, chuh, chuh, etc...

Roxie:
Oooh ah ah ah ah ah ah
(As boys exit)
Those are my boys.

 
 
 
I CAN'T DO IT ALONE
 
 
ANNOUNCER:
Ladies and Gentlemen, Miss Velma Kelly in an act of desperation.
 
Velma:
My sister and I had an act that couldn't flop
My sister and I were headed straight for the top
My sister and I eared a thou a week at least
(Oh, sure)
But my sister is now, unfortunately, deceased

Oh, I know, it's sad, of course,
But a fact is still a fact
And now all that remains
Is the remains
Of a perfect double act!

Roxie, do you know you are exactly the same size as my sister?
Oh, you would fit in her wardrobe perfectly. Look, why don't I
just show you some of the act, huh?
Watch this.
(She dances)
Now, you have to imagine this with two people.
It's swell with two people.

First I'd....(Drums!)
Then she'd...(Saxophone!)
Then we'd...(Together!)
But I can't do it alone!
Then she'd...
Then I'd...
Then we'd...
But I can't do it alone!

She'd say, "What's your sister like?"
I'd say, "MEN,"
Yuk, yuk, yuk
She'd say, "you're the cat's meow"
Then we'd wow
The crowd again
When she'd go...
I'd go...
We'd go...

And then those ding-dong daddies started to roar
Whistled, stomped, and stamped on the floor
Yelling, screaming, begging for more.

And we'd say, "O.K. fellas, keep your socks up.
You ain't seen nothing yet!"

(She dances.)
Ah, aha, yeah!
But I simply cannot do it alone.

Well? What did ya think? Come on, you can say.
(Roxie gives her raspberry.)

Velma:
O.K. O.K. The first part can always be rewritten. But the
second part was really nifty. Watch this!

Then she'd...(See, get it, right?)
Then I'd...(Then I kick really high...)
Then we'd...
But I can't do it alone!
She'd say, "What state's Chicago in?"
I'd say, "ILL!"
Did ya get that?
She'd say, "turn your motor off!"
I can hear 'em cheerin' still
When she'd go...
I'd go...
We'd go...(Sideways!)
And then those two-bit Johnnies did it up brow
To cheer the best attraction in town
They really tore the balcony down

And we'd say, "O.K. fellas, O.K., we're goin' home, but
here's a few more partin' shots!" And this...this we did
in perfect unison.
(She dances.)
Cymbals crash crash crash
Now, you've seen me goin' through it
You can see there's nothin' to it
But I simply cannot do it
Alone!
 
 
 
MY OWN BEST FRIEND
 
 
ANNOUNCER:
And now, Miss Roxie Hart and Miss Velma Kelly sing a song
of unrelenting determination and unmitigated ego.
 
Roxie:
One thing I know

Velma:
One thing I know

Roxie:
And I've always known

Velma:
And I've always known

Roxie:
I am my own

Velma:
I am my own

Roxie & Velma:
Best friend

Roxie:
Baby's alive

Velma:
Baby's alive

Roxie:
But baby's alone

Velma:
But baby's alone

Roxie:
And baby's her own

Velma:
And baby's her own

Roxie & Velma:
Best friend
Many's the guy
Who told me he cares
But they were scratchin' my back
'Cause I was scratchin' theirs

Roxie:
And trusting to luck

Velma:
And trusting to luck

Roxie:
That's only for fools

Velma:
Only for fools

Roxie:
I play in a game

Velma:
I play in a game

Roxie & Velma:
Where I make the rules
And rule number one
From here to the end
Is 'I am my own best friend'

Three musketees
Who never say die
Are standing here this minute

Velma:
Me

Roxie:
Me

Velma:
Myself

Roxie:
Myself

Velma:
And I!

Roxie:
And I!

Velma & Roxie:
If life is a school
I'll pass every test
If life is a game
I'll play it the best
'Cause I won't give in
and I'll never bend
and I am my own best friend!
 
 
 
I KNOW A GIRL
 
 
Velma:
Can you imagine?
I mean can you imagine?
Do you believe it?
I mean, do you believe it?

I know a girl
A girl who lands on top
You could put her face
Into a pail of slop
And she'd come up smelling like a rose
How she does it, heaven knows.

Reporter:
Hold on, everybody, she's comin' out now.
(Roxie enters, followed by a very happy Doctor.)
Well, Doctor, is she or isn't she?

Velma:
She is.

Doctor:
She is!

Velma:
I know a girl
A girl with so much luck
She could get run over by a two-ton truck
Then brush herself off and walk away
How she does it, I couldn't say

Billy:
So, Doc, would you swear to that statement in court?

Doctor:
Oh, yeah.

Billy:
Good...you wanna button your fly?

Velma:
Whilst I on the other hand
Put my face in a pail of slop
And I would smell like a pail of slop
I, on the other hand
Get run over by a truck
And I am deader than a duck

I know a girl who tells so many lies
Anything that's true would truly cross her eyes
But what that mouse is selling
That whole world buys
And nobody smells a rat.

Roxie:
Oh, please Ladies and Gentlemen of the press - leave the two
of us alone so that we can rest.

Velma:
The two of us?
Can you imagine?
I mean, can you imagine?

Reporter:
Can I have one last picture, please?

Roxie:
Oh, sure, anything for the press.

Velma:
Do you believe it?
I mean, do you believe it?

Roxie:
My dear little baby

Velma:
"My dear little baby."

Roxie:
My sweet little baby

Velma:
"My sweet little..."

Roxie:
Look at my baby and me!
 
 
 
ME AND MY BABY
 
 
Roxie:
Me and my baby
My baby and me
We're 'bout as happy
As babies can be
What if I find
That I'm caught in a storm?
I don't care
My baby's there
And baby's bound to keep me warm
We're sticking together
And ain't we got fun
So much together
You'd count us as one
Tell old man, worry, to go climb a tree
'Cause I've got my baby
My sweet little baby
Look at my baby and me

Mary Sunshine:
I don't see how you could possibly delay the trial another
second, Mr. Flynn. My readers wouldn't stand for it. The
poor child! To have her baby born in a jail!

Billy:
I can assure you she'll come to trial at the earliest possible moment.
And you can quote me on that.

Amos:
Hey, everybody. I'm the father! I'm the father!

All:
Yuk! Yuk! Yuk! Yuk!

Roxie:
Looka my baby
My baby and me
A dream of a duo
Now, don't you agree?
Why keep it mum
When there's nothing to hide?
And what I feel
I must reveal
Is more than I can keep inside
Let me assure you
It won't go away
I can assure you
It grows every day
I was a one once
But now I'm a "we"
'Cause I got my baby
My dear little baby
Look at my baby and me

Matron:
I think it's sweet. First time we ever had one of our girls knocked up.

Billy:
I've got it and it's brilliant. I'm gonna get Amos to divorce
you. That way all the sympathy will go to you - not him.
You'll be the poor, little deserted mother-to-be and that
crumb is running out on you.

Amos:
That's my kid! That's my kid!

Roxie and Boys:
Looka my baby
My baby and me
Facing the world
Optimistically
Nothing can stop us
So nobody try
'Cause baby's rough
And full of stuff
And incidentally, so am I!
(Baby dance break.)
Get out of our way, folks
And give us some room
Watch how we bubble
And blossom and bloom
Life was a prison
But we got the key
Me and my baby
My dear little baby
My cute little baby
My sweet little baby
My fat little baby
My soft little baby
My pink little baby
My bald little baby
Looka, my baby and me
 
 
 
Mr. CELLOPHANE
 
 
Amos:
I'm the father! Papa! Dada! Did you hear me? Did you?
No, you didn't hear me. That's the story of my life.
Nobody ever knows I'm around. Nobody. Not even my
parents noticed me. One day I went to school and when
I came home, they moved.

Amos:
If someone stood up in a crowd
And raised his voice up way out loud
And waved his arm and shook his leg
You'd notice him

If someone in the movie show
Yelled "Fire in the second row
This whole place is a powder keg!"
You'd notice him

And even without clucking like a hen
Everyone gets noticed, now and then,
Unless, of course, that personage should be
Invisible, inconsequential me!

Cellophane
Mister Cellophane
Shoulda been my name
Mister Cellophane
'Cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me
And never know I'm there...

I tell ya
Cellophane
Mister Cellophane
Shoulda been my name
Mister Cellophane
'Cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me
And never know I'm there...

Suppose you was a little cat
Residin' in a person's flat
Who fed you fish and scratched your ears?
You'd notice him

Suppose you was a woman, wed
And sleepin' in a double bed
Beside one man, for seven years
You'd notice him

A human being's made of more than air
With all that bulk, you're bound to see him there
Unless that human bein' next to you
Is unimpressive, undistinguished
You know who...

Cellophane
Mister Cellophane
Shoulda been my name
Mister Cellophane
'Cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me
And never know I'm there...
I tell ya
Cellophane
Mister Cellophane
Shoulda been my name
Mister Cellophane
'Cause you can look right through me
Walk right by me
And never know I'm there
Never even know I'm there.

Hope I didn't take up too much of your time.
 
 
 
WHEN VELMA TAKES THE STAND
 
Velma:
Billy, I been thinkin' a lot about my trial. Couldn't I just
show you what I thought I might do on the witness stand?

Billy:
Go ahead.

Velma:
Good! Hit it!
Well then, when I got on the stand I thought I'd take a peek
at the jury. Then I'd cross my legs like this, you know.

Quartette:
When Velma takes the stand

Velma:
Then, when Harrison cross examines me, I thought I'd give 'em
this...and then if he yells at me I thought I'd tremble like
this..."ooh, no, please stop!"

Quartette:
When Velma takes the stand
Look at little Vel
See her give 'em hell
When she turns it on
Ain't she doin' grand?
She's got 'em eating out of the palm of her hand!

Velma:
Then, I thought I'd let it all be too much for me, like real
dramatic. Then, I thought I'd get thirsty and say, "Please,
someone, could I have a glass of water?"

Quartette::
When Velma takes the stand
See that Kelly girl
Make that jury whirl
When she turns it on
She's gonna get 'em goin'
'Till she's got 'em gone

Velma:
Ah! Ah! Ah! Then, I thought I'd cry. Buckets. Only I don't
have handkerchief - that's when I have to ask you for yours!
I really like that part. Don't you? Then, I get up and try to
walk; oh, but I'm too weak, and I slump and I slump and I
slump and I slump until finally, I faint!

Quartette:
When she rolls her eyes
Watch her take the prize
When Velma takes the stand!
When Velma takes the stand!

 
 
 
RAZZLE DAZZLE
 
 
Bailiff:
Mr. Flynn, his honor is here

Billy:
Thank you. Just a moment. You ready?

Roxie:
Oh Billy, I'm so scared!

Billy:
Roxie. You got nothing to worry about. It's all a circus, kid.
A three ring circus. These trial - the whole world - all show
business. But kid, you're working with a star, the biggest!

Give 'em the old razzle dazzle
Razzle dazzle 'em
Give 'em act with lots of flash in it
And the reaction will be passionate
Give 'em the old hocus pocus
Bread and feather 'em
How can they see with sequins in their eyes?

What if your hinges all are rusting?
What if, in fact, you're just disgusting ?

Razzle dazzle 'em
And they'll never catch wise!
Eh Eh Eh Eh
Ah! Ah! Ah!
Give 'em the old razzle dazzle

Billy and Company:
Razzle dazzle 'em
Give 'em a show that's so splendiferous

Billy:
Row after row will grow vociferous

Billy and Company:
Give 'em the old flim flam flummox
Fool and fracture 'em

Billy:
How can they hear the truth above the roar?

Billy and Company:
Throw 'em a fake and a finagle
They'll never know you're just a bagel,

Billy:
Razzle dazzle 'em
And they'll beg you for more!

Billy and Company:
Ah! Ah! Ah! Ah!
Give 'em the old razzle dazzle
Razzle dazzle 'em
Back since the days of old Methuselah
Everyone loves the big bambooz-a-ler

Give 'em the old three ring circus
Stun and stagger 'em
When you're in trouble, go into your dance
Though you are stiffer than a girder
They let ya get away with a murder
Razzle dazzle 'em
And you've got a romance

Give 'em the old
Razzle dazzle

Billy:
Razzle dazzle 'em
Give 'em an act that's unassailable
They'll wait a year 'til your available!

Billy and Company:
Give 'em the old
Double whammy

Billy:
Daze and dizzy 'em
Show 'em the first rate sorcerer you are

Billy and Company:
Long as you keep 'em way off balance
How can they spot you got no talents?

Billy:
Razzle dazzle 'em

Company:
Razzle dazzle 'em

Billy:
Razzle dazzle 'em

Billy and Company:
And they'll make you a star!
 
 
 
CLASS
 
 
Matron:
The whole world's gone low-brow. Things ain't what they used to be.

Velma:
They sure ain't, Mama. They sure ain't. It's all gone.

Whatever happened to fair dealing?
And pure ethics
And nice manners?
Why is it everyone now is a pain in the ass?
Whatever happened to class?

Matron:
Class.
Whatever happened to, "Please, may I?"
And "Yes, thank you?"
And "How charming?"
Now, every son of a bitch is a snake in the grass
Whatever happened to class?

Velma and Matron:
Class!
Ah, there ain't no gentlemen
To open up the doors
There ain't no ladies now,
There's only pigs and whores
And even kids'll knock ya down
So's they can pass
Nobody's got no class!

Velma:
Whatever happened to old values?

Matron:
And fine morals?

Velma:
And good breeding?

Matron
Now, no one even says "oops" when they're
Passing their gas
Whatever happened to class?

Velma:
Class

Velma and Matron:
Ah, there ain't no gentlemen
That's fit for any use
And any girl'd touch your privates
For a deuce

Matron:
And even kids'll kick your shins and give you sass

Velma:
And even kids'll kick your shins and give you sass

Velma and Matron:
Nobody's got no class!

Velma:
All you read about today is rape and theft

Matron:
Jesus Christ, ain't there no decency left?

Velma and Matron:
Nobody's got no class

Matron:
Everybody you watch

Velma:
'S got his brains in his crotch

Matron:
Holy crap

Velma:
Holy crap

Matron:
What a shame

Velma:
What a shame

Velma and Matron:
What became of class?
 
 
 
NOWADAYS
 
 
Roxie:
...gone, it's all gone.

It's good, isn't it?
Grand, isn't it?
Great, isn't it?
Swell, isn't it?
Fun, isn't it?
Nowadays

There's man, everywhere
Jazz, everywhere
Booze, everywhere
Life, everywhere
Joy, everywhere
Nowadays

You can like the life you're living
You can live the life you like
You can even marry Harry
But mess around with Ike
And that's

Good, isn't it?
Grand, isn't it?
Great, isn't it?
Swell, isn't it?
Fun, isn't it...

ANNOUNCER:
Ladies and Gentlemen, the Vickers Theater, Chicago's finest
home of family and entertainment, is proud to announce a first.
The first time, anywhere, there has been an act of this nature.
Not only one little lady, but two! You've read about them in the
papers and now here they are - a double header! Chicago's own
killer dillers - those two scintillating sinners -
Roxie Hart and Velma Kelly!

Roxie and Velma:
You can like the life you're living
You can live the life you like
You can even marry Harry
But mess around with Ike
And that's
Good, isn't it?
Grand, isn't it?
Great, isn't it?
Swell, isn't it?
Fun, isn't it?
But nothing stays

In fifty years or so
It's gonna change, you know
But, oh, it's heaven
Nowadays

And that's
Good, isn't it?
Grand, isn't it?
Great, isn't it?
Swell, isn't it?
Fun, isn't it?
But nothing stays

In fifty years or so
It's gonna change, you know
But, oh, it's heaven
Nowadays

ANNOUNCER
Okay, you babes of jazz. Let's pick up the pace.
Let's shake the blues away. Let's make the parties
longer. Let's make the skirts shorter and shorter.
Let's make the music hotter. Let's all go to hell
in a fast car and KEEP IT HOT!
 
 
 
FINALE
 
 
Velma:
Thank you. Roxie and I would just like to thank you - for
you faith and your belief in our innocence.

Roxie:
Yes, it was letters, telegrams, and words of encouragement
that helped see us through this terrible ordeal of ours.

Velma:
You know, a lot of people has lost faith in America.

Roxie:
And for what America stands for.

Velma:
But we are the living examples of what a wonderful country this is.

Roxie:
So we'd just like to say thank you and God Bless you.

Velma and Roxie:
God bless you.
Thank you and God bless you... Chorus:
God be with you. No,
God walk with you always. I'm no one's wife
God bless you. But, oh,
God bless you. I love my life...

Velma, Roxie et al.:
And all that jazz

Company:
THAT JAZZ!
















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