Follies: Broadway Baby Songtext
von Elaine Paige

I′m just a
Broadway Baby
Walking off my tired feet
Pounding Forty-Second Street
To be in a show
Oh.
Broadway Baby
Learning how to sing and dance
Waiting for that one big chance
To be in a show.Oh... Gee.'
I′d like to be
On some marquee
All twinkling lights
A spark
To pierce the dark
From Battery Park
To Washington Heights
Someday, maybe
All my dreams will be repaid
Heck, I'd even play the maid


To bc in a show
Hey, Mr. Producer
I'm talking to you, sir
I don′t need a lot
Only what I got
Plus a tube of greasepaint
And a follow-spot!
I′m a Broadway Baby
Slaving at the five-and-ten
Dreaming of the great day whcn
I'll be in a show.Oh.
Broadway Baby
Making rounds all afternoon
Eating at a greasy spoon
To have on my dough
Oh... AtMy tiny flat
There′s just my cat
A bed and o chair
Still
I'll stick it till
I′m on a bill
All over Times Square
Someday, maybe
If I stick it long enough
I may get to strut my stuff
Working for a nice man
Like a Ziegfeld or a Weismann
HATTIE, THE WHITMANS, SOLANGE
In a great big
Broadway show!