Marc Shaiman and Scott Wittman
Welcome to the 60's
Hey mama, hey mama look around
Everybody's groovin' to a brand new sound
Hey mama, hey mama follow me
I know something's in ya that you wanna set free

So let so, go, go of the past now
Say hello to the love in your heart
Yes, I know that the world's spinning fast now
You gotta get yourself a brand new start

Hey mama, welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh mama, welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Go mama, go, go, go

(Welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hey mama, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Hey mama, hey mama, take my hand
But first let's make a pit stop at the wiener stand

Hey mama, hey mama
Take a chance

Oh Tracy, it's been years
Since someone asked me to dance

So let go, so, go of the past now
Say hello to the light in your eyes
Yes, I know that the world's
Spinning fast now, but you gotta run the race
To win the prize

Hey mama, welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh mama, welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Go mama, go, go, go

(Welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hey mama, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah)

Welcome to the rhythm of a brand new day

Take your old-fashioned fears

And just throw them away

You should add some color and a fresh new do

Cause it's time for a star
Who looks just like you! (who me?)

Dontcha let nobody
Try to steal your fun
Cause a little touch of lipstick
Never hurt no one

The future's got a million roads
For you to choose
But you'll walk a little taller
In some high-heel shoes

And once you find the style
That makes you feel like you
Something fresh
Something new

Step on out
Hear us shout

Mama, that's your cue

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey Tracy, hey baby
Look at me
I'm the cutest chickie
That ya ever did see

Hey Tracy, hey baby
Look at us
Where is there a team
That's half as fabulous

I let go, go, go of the past now
Said hello to this red carpet ride
Yes, I know that the world's spinning fast now
Tell lollabrigida to step aside

Your mama's welcoming the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh your mama's welcoming the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Go, mama, go, go, go

Welcome to the sixties, open the door
For the girl who has more, she's a star
Tracy, go, go, go

Tracy! Mama!

Oh mama, welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh mama, welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Go mama, go, go, go

Your mama's hip (hip)
Your mama's in (in mama)
Your mama's looking at herself wondering
Where you've been (where you've been)
Your mama's lit (lit)
She's all go (little mama)
Your mama was holding back
But mama's gotta let go, go, go

Welcome to the six to the O
To the apostrophe S
Oh mama, welcome to the sixties
Hey mama welcome to the sixties
Welcome to the sixties
Go mama go, go, go

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Go mama, go, go, go