Here she is boys Here she is world, here's Rose Curtain up, light the lights Play it boys You either got it or you ain't And boys I got it, you like it? Yeah 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 Hello everybody, my names Rose, what's yours? How do you like them egg rolls Mr. Goldstone? Hold your hats and hallelujah Mama's gonna show it to you Ready or not, here comes mama Mama's talkin' loud, mama's doin' fine Mama's gettin' hot, mama's goin' stong Mama's movin' on, mama's all alone Mama doesn't care, mama's lettin' loose Mama's got the stuff, mama's let go, mama, mama Mama's got the stuff, mama's gotta move Mama's gotta go, mama, mama, mama'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 'em 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 wasnt 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? Starting now it's gonna be my turn Gangway world get off of my runway Starting now I bat a thousand This time boys I'm taking 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