[ROSE, spoken]
Here she is, boys!
Here she is, world!
Here's Rose!

(sung)
Curtain up!
Light the lights!

(spoken)
Play it, boys!

(sung)
You either got it
Or you ain't
And, boys, I got it!
You like it?

[ORCHESTRA, spoken]
Yeah!

[ROSE]
Well, I got it!

Some people got it and make it pay
Some people can't even give it away!
This people's got it
And this people's spreadin' it around
You either have it—
Or you've had it
(spoken)
Hello, everybody! My name's Rose! What's yours?
How do you like them egg rolls, Mr. Goldstone?

(sung)
Hold your hats and hallelujah
Momma's gonna show it to ya!
(spoken)
Ready or not, shhh, here comes Momma!

(sung)
Momma's talkin' loud
Momma's doin' fine!
Momma's gettin' hot
Momma's goin' stong
Momma's movin' on!
Momma's all alone
Momma doesn't care
Momma's lettin' loose
Momma's got the stuff
Momma's lettin' go—

M-M-Momma—
M-M-Momma—

Momma's got the stuff
Momma's gotta move
Momma's gotta go—
M-Momma—
M-Momma—
Momma's gotta let go!
Why did I do it?
What did it get me?
Scrapbooks full of me in the background
Give 'em love and what does it get you?
What does it get you?
One quick look as each of them leaves you!
All your life and what does it get you?
Thanks a lot, and out with the garbage
They take bows and you're battin' zero!

I had a dream—
I dreamed it for you, June
It wasn't for me, Herbie
And if it wasn't for me
Then where would you be
Miss Gypsy Rose Lee?!

Well, someone tell me, when is it my turn?
Don't I get a dream for myself?
Startin' now, it's gonna be my turn
Gangway world, get off of my runway!
Startin' now, I bat a thousand!
This time boys, I'm takin' the bows and

Everything's coming up Rose!
Everything's coming up roses!
Everything's coming up roses
This time for me!
For me!
For me!
For me!
For me!
For me!
For me!!