Roxie Lyrics - Singles - Gwen Verdon

I always wanted my name in the papers 

Before Aremus, I used to date this well to do ugly bootlegger 

He used to like to take me out and show me off 

Ugly guys like to do that 

Once it said in the paper 

"Gangland's Al Capelli 

Seen with cute red-headed Corenne" 

That was me, I clipped it out and saved it 

Look I'm gonna tell you the truth 

Not that the truth really matters 

But I'm gonna tell you anyway 

The thing is see, I'm older than I ever intended to be 

And all my life I wanted to be a dancer 

In Vaudeville, ooh yeah 

Have my own act, but no, no, no 

They always turned me down 

It was one big world full of no, life 

Then Amus came along, sweet, safe, Amus who never says no 

You know, some guys are like mirrors 

And when I catch myself in Amus's face 

I'm always a kid, you could love a guy like that 

Look now I gotta tell you 

Now I hope this ain't too crude 

In the bed department, Amus was zero 

I mean when we went to bed 

He made love to me like he was 

Fixing a carburator or something 

I love ya, honey I love ya 

Anyway to make a long story short 

I started fooling around 

Then I started screwing around 

Which is fooling around without dinner 

I gave up the Vaudeville idea 

Because well, after all those years 

He sorta figured opportunities just passed you by 

Ooh, it ain't, oh, no, no, no, no, babe, it ain't 

If this film guy gets me off 

And with all this publicity, now I got me a world full of yes 

The name on everybody's lips is gonna be Roxie 

The Lady raking in the chips is gonna be Roxie 

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 Roxie 

Who says that murder's not an art 

And who in case she doesn't hang 

Can say she started with a bang 

Roxie heart 

I gotta get me some boys 

I'm gonna get me a whole bunch of boys 

They're gonna wait outside in line to get to see Roxie 

Think of those autographs outside, good luck to you, Roxie 

And I'll appear in a Lavaliere 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 they love me and I love them 

And they love me for loving them 

And I love them for loving me and we love each other 

That's because none of us got enough love in our childhood 

And that's showbiz, kid 

She's giving up her hum-drum life 

I'm gonna be a Roxie 

She made to stand tall and a star 

And Sophie duck her old ship I know 

To see her name yet build below 

Roxie, Roxie heart 

Those are my boys, bye