Bette Midler — Roses Turn

Here she is, boys! Here she is, world! Here's Rose! Curtain up! Light the lights! Play it, boys! Ya either got it, or ya ain't And, boys, I got it! Ya like it? 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 name is Rose! What's yours? How do you like them eggrolls, Mr. Goldstone? Hold your hats and hallelujah Mama's gonna show it to you Ready or not, shhh, 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 lettin' go 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 ya? What does it get ya? One quick look as each of 'em leaves you All your life and what does it get ya? 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 wasn't 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!