Roxie Songtext
von Melora Hardin

You wanna know something?
I always wanted my name in the papers
Before Amos, I used to date this well-to-do ugly bootlegger
He used to like to dress me up and take me out and show me off
Ugly guys like to do that
Once it said in the paper
"Gangland′s Al Capelli seen at Chez Vito with cute blonde Corrine"
That was me
I clipped it out and I saved it

Now look
"Roxy rocks Chicago"

Here, read this

Look, I'm gonna tell you the truth
Not that the truth really matters
But I′m gonna tell it to you anyway
The thing is, see
I'm older than I ever intended to be
All my life, all I wanted to be was a dancer in vaudeville
Oh yeah, have my own act


But no
No
No
No
No, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, no

It was one big world full of no
Life
Then, then Amos came along
Sweet, safe Amos
Who never says no
You know, some guys are like mirrors
And when I catch myself in Amos' face
I′m always a kid
You could love a guy like that

Look now, I gotta tell you
And I hope this ain′t too crude
In the bed department, Amos was zero
I mean, when we went to bed
He made love to me like he was fixing a carburetor or something
"I love you, honey, I love you"
Anyway, to make a long story short
I started fooling around
And then I started screwing around
Which is fooling around without dinner


I gave up the whole vaudeville idea
Because after all those years
Well, I sort of figured the opportunity just passed me by
Oh, but it ain't
Oh, no, no, no, no, no, no, no, but it ain′t
If this Flynn guy gets me off
And with all this publicity
Publicity
I could still get into vaudeville
I could still have my own act

Now I've got me a world full of yes

The name on everybody′s lips is gonna be Roxy
The lady raking in the chips is gonna be Roxy
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 Roxy
Who says that murder′s not an art?
And who, in case she doesn′t hang
Can say she started with a bang?
Roxy Hart

Oh, I'm gonna have me a swell act too
Yeah, I′m gonna get me a boy to work with
Someone who can lift me up and show me off

Oh hell, I'll get me two boys
It′ll frame me better
Think big
Think big, Roxy

I'm gonna get me a whole bunch of boys
They′re gonna wait outside in line to get to see Roxy
Think of those autographs I'll sign
Good luck to you, Roxy
And I'll appear in a lavalier
That goes all the way down to my waist
Here a ring, there a ring, everywhere a ring-a-ling
But always in the best of taste

I′m a star
And I love the audience
And the audience loves me for loving them
And I love the audience for loving me
And we all just love each other
And that′s 'cause none of us got enough love in our childhood
And that′s showbiz, kid
Oh yeah

She's giving up her humdrum life
I′m gonna be Roxy
She'll be a scandal and a star
And Sophie Tucker will shit, I know
To see her name get billed below
Foxy Roxy Hart

Yeah
Those are my boys
Bye-bye