[MRS. BRICE, spoken]
Eddie, the Ziegfeld Follies. Now she belongs to the ages. 

(sung)
My work is done
My work is done

[EDDIE]
Our work is done
She doesn't need us
She'll have cake
We'll have crumbs
Be careful of the stage door
Here she comes, here she comes
Hello, Fanny, hello

[MRS. BRICE]
Hello, Fanny; it's me, mama
What do you mean, "mama who?"

[EDDIE]
It's good to see her from afar

[MRS. BRICE]
I lost a daughter but I gained a star
[EDDIE, spoken]
That's Broadway!

(sung)
And who taught her everything she knows?
I taught her everything she knows
She sings like a bird

(Eddie whistles.)

Yes, indeed
But who used to stand there
And feed her the seed?
Who taught her how to pick her clothes?

[MRS. BRICE, spoken]
Eddie, that I did. 

[EDDIE]
Yeah, but who taught her how to tap her toes?

(Eddie tap dances.)

But will she admit it?
Kid, you said it
They all forget they know ya
When it comes to credit
Tell me, have you ever seen her take this pose?
I taught her everything
How to hoof and how to sing
I taught her everything she knows
[MRS. BRICE, spoken]
Wait, Eddie. She'll blame us yet. 

(sung)
Who taught her everything she knows?

[EDDIE, spoken]
Let me hear it, Rosie. 

[MRS. BRICE]
I taught her everything she knows

[EDDIE, spoken]
Ain't it the truth!

[MRS. BRICE]
That mischievous smile
The devil may care
You don't pull
Such mannerisms
Out of the air
The men who are older might prefer
The original manufacturer

[BOTH]
It hurts me to say it
But why not be fair?
When you see her on the stage
You're seeing me there
[MRS. BRICE, spoken]
She still has trouble executing one of those. 

[EDDIE]
If they could have paid the price
They'd have hired Rosie Brice

[MRS. BRICE]
Who stands after every show
Selling matches in the snow

[EDDIE]
But in the world of grease paint
That's the way it goes

[BOTH]
We taught her everything
How to hoof and how to sing
We taught her how to wack
A joke from here to Hackensack
Ya, ha, ha, ha!
We taught her everything
We taught her everything she knows