[Spoken]
Ladies and gentlemen, Miss Bernadette Peters!

[HATTIE]
I'm just a Broadway baby
Walking off my tired feet
Pounding Forty-second Street
To be in a show

Broadway baby
Learning how to sing and dance
Waiting for my one big chance
To be in a show

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
Aw heck, I'd play the maid
To be in a show
Say, Mister 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!

Some day, maybe
If I stick it long enough
I can get to strut my stuff
Working for a nice man
Like a Ziegfeld or a Weismann
In a big time
Broadway show!

[Spoken]
Thank you, thank you so much. As you probably know, that song was written by Stephen Sondheim for a show called "Follies." Which I wasn't in. But–