Here she is, she is, world Here's
up Light the it, boys
Ya got it or ya ain't And boys, I got it Ya it? Yeah I got it
Some people got it and it pay people can't even give it away This got it and this people's spreadin' it around You have it or you've had it
Hello everybody, my name is Rose, what's How do you them egg rolls, Mr. Goldstone? Hold your hats and Mama's show it to you
or not Shh, comes Mama
Mama's talkin' loud, Mama's fine Mama's gettin' hot, Mama's goin' Mama's movin' on, Mama's all Mama doesn't care, Mama's lettin' Mama's got the stuff, lettin' go, Mama
Mama's got the stuff, Mama's move Mama's go, Mama, Mama Mama's let go
Why did I do it? did it get me? Scrapbooks of me in the background 'em love and what does it get you? What does it get
One quick look as of 'em leaves you All your and what does it get ya? a lot and out with the garbage They take bows and you're battin'
I had a dream, I dreamed it for you, It wasn't for me, Herbie, and if it for me Then where would you be Miss Gypsy Rose
Well, someone tell me, when is it my Don't I get a dream for Startin' now it's gonna be my
Gangway, world, get off my now I bat a thousand This time, boys, I'm the bows and
Everything's up, Rose Everything's up roses Everything's up roses This for me, for me, for me For me, for me, for me, for me