Fanny Brice - Second Hand Rose lyrics

Father has a business Strictly second-hand Everything from toothpicks to a baby grand Stuff in our apartment Came from Father's store Even things I'm wearing, someone wore before It's no wonder that I feel abused I never get a thing that ain't been used I'm wearing second-hand hats Second-hand clothes That's why the call me Second Hand Rose Even our piano in the parlor Father bought for ten cents on the dollar Second-hand pearls I'm wearing second-hand curls I never get a single thing that's new Even Jakie Cohen, he's the man I adore Had the nerve to tell me he'd been married before Everyone knows that I'm just Second Hand Rose From Second Avenue I'm wearing second-hand shoes Second-hand hose All the girls hand me their second-hand beaus Even my pajamas, when I don them Have somebody else's 'nitials on them Second-hand rings I'm sick of second-hand things I never get what other girlies do Once while strolling through the Ritz, a woman got my goat She nudged her friend and said, "Oh, look, there goes my last year's coat!" Everyone knows that I'm just Second Hand Rose From Second Avenue