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I'm just a Broadway baby
Walkin' off my tired feet
Poundin' Forty-second Street
To be in a show
Broadway baby
Learnin' how to sing and dance
Waitin' for my one big chance
To be in a show
Gee, I'd like to be
On some marquee
All twinklin' lights
A spark to pierce the dark
From Battery Park
To Washington Heights
Someday, maybe
All my dreams will be repaid
Heck, I'd even play the maid
To be in a show
Say, Mr. Producer
I'm talkin' to you, sir
I don't need a lot
Only what I got
Plus a tube of greasepaint
And a follow-spot
I'm a Broadway baby
Slavin' at the five and ten
Dreamin' of the great day when
I'll be in a show
Broadway baby
Makin' rounds all afternoon
Eatin' at a greasy spoon
To save on my dough
At my tiny flat
There's just my cat
A bed and a chair
Still, I'll stick it till
I'm on the bill
All over Times Square
Someday, maybe
If I stick it long enough
I can get to strut my stuff
Workin' for a nice man
Like a Ziegfeld or a Weissman
In a great big Broadway show