Some People {From Gypsy} — текст песни (Linda Eder)

Some people can get a thrill
Knitting sweaters and sitting still
That`s OK for some people
Who don`t know they`re alive
Some people can thrive and bloom
Living life in the living room
That`s perfect for some people
Of one hundred and five
But I at least gotta try
When I think of
All the sights that I gotta see
All the places I gotta play
All the things I gotta be at
Come on Papa
What do you say?
Some people can be content
Playing bingo and paying rent
That`s peachy for some people
For some hum-drum people to be
But some people ain`t me!
I had a dream
A wonderful dream, Papa
All about June in the Orpheum Circuit
Gimme a chance and I know I can work it! I had a dream
Just as real as can be, Papa
There I was in Mr. Orpheum`s office
And he was saying to me
"Rose, get yourself some new orchestrations
New routines and red velvet curtains
Get a feathered hat for the baby
Photographs in front of the theater
Get an agent and in jig time
You`ll be being booked in the big time!"
Oh, what a dream!
A wonderful dream, Papa!
And all that I need is eighty-eight bucks, Papa
That`s what he said
Only eighty-eight bucks
**"you ain`t getting eighty-eight cents from me, Rose"
Well I`ll get it someplace else! But I`ll get it! And I`ll get my kids out!"**
Goodbye to blueberry pie!
Good riddance to all the socials I had to go to
All the lodges I had to play
All the shruners I said hello to
Hey L.A. I`m comin` your way!
Some people sit on their butts
Got the dream, Yeah, but not the guts
That`s living for some people
For some hum-drum people
I suppose
Well, they can stay and rot!
But not Rose!!!

**- Isn`t said or sung in the song, but in the lyrics