Little girls, little girls Everywhere I turn I can see them Little girls, little girls Night and day I eat, sleep and breathe them I'm an ordinary woman with feelings I'd like a man to nibble on my ear But I'll admit no man has bit So how come I'm the mother of the year? How I hate little shoes, little socks And each little bloomer I'd have cracked years ago If it weren't for my sense of humor Some women are dripping with diamonds Some women are dripping with pearls Lucky me, lucky me Look at what I'm dripping with Little girls Little cheeks, little teeth Everything around me is little If I wring little necks Surely I would get an acquittal Some day I'll step on their freckles Some night I'll straighten their curls Send a flood, send the flu Anything that you can do to little, little, little Little, little, lit-, little Little girls Some day I'll land in the nut house With all the nuts and the squirrels There I'll stay tucked away Till the prohibition of little girls

And so, young Prince Waldere, after having slain the dragon Fafner, rescued the princess Grigga And together they mounted his horse Trigga, and rode off to the castle Wunderbar Where they were married, and lived happily ever after Well I'm glad They all lived happily, happily, happily ever after The couple is happily leaving the chapel eternally tied As the curtain descends, there is nothing but loving and laughter When the fairy tale ends the heroine's always a bride Ella, the girl of the cinders did the wash and the walls and the winders But she landed a prince who was brawny, and blue-eyed, and blond Still, I honestly doubt that she could ever have done it without that crazy lady with the wand Cinderella had outside help! I have no one but me Fairy godmother, godmother, godmother! Where can you be? I haven't got a fairy godmother I haven't even got a godmother I have a mother, a plain, ordinary woman! Snow White was so pretty they tell us That the queen was insulted and jealous When the mirror declared that Snow White was the fairest of all She was dumped on the border, but was saved by some men who adored 'er Oh, I grant you, they were small But there were seven of them! Practically a regiment! I'm alone in the night By myself, not a dwarf, not an elf, not a goblin in sight! That girl had seven determined little men working day and night just for her! Oh sure! The queen gave her a poisoned apple Even so she lived happily, happily, happily every after! A magical kiss counteracted the apple eventually Though I know I'm not clever, I'll do what they tell me I hafta! I want some happily ever after to happen to me! Rapunzel had platinum tresses that were double the length of her dresses She was kept in a tower for years by a wicked old witch 'Til one night in despair, down she scrambled, by letting her hair down That's what I call, quite a switch I wonder No, that'll never do I'll be finished before I begin And besides, I down wanna get out! I wanna get in! I wanna live happily, happily, happily ever after I wanna walk happily out of the chapel eternally tied For I know that I'll never live happily ever after 'til after I'm a bride! Then I'll be happily happy Yeah happily happy! And thoroughly satisfied!

Good times and bum times, I've seen them all And, my dear, I'm still here Plush velvet sometimes Sometimes just pretzels and beer, but I'm here I've stuffed the dailies in my shoes Strummed ukuleles, sung the blues Seen all my dreams disappear but I'm here. I've slept in shanties, guest of the W.P.A., but I'm here Danced in my scanties Three bucks a night was the pay, but I'm here I've stood on bread lines with the best Watched while the headlines did the rest In the depression was I depressed? Nowhere near, I met a big financier and I'm here I've been through Gandhi, Windsor and Wally's affair, and I'm here Amos 'n' Andy, Mah-jongg and platinum hair, and I'm here I got through Abie's, Irish Rose, Five Dionne babies, Major Bowes Had heebie-jeebies for Beebe's, Bathysphere I got through Brenda Frazier, and I'm here I've gotten through Herbert and J. Edgar Hoover Gee, that was fun and a half When you've been through Herbert and J. Edgar Hoover Anything else is a laugh I've been through Reno, I've been through Beverly Hills, and I'm here. Reefers and vino, rest cures, religion and pills, and I'm here Been called a 'Pinko', commie tool, got through it stinko by my pool I should've gone to an acting school, that seems clear Still someone said, "She's sincere", so I'm here Black sable one day, next day it goes into hock, but I'm here Top billing Monday, Tuesday, you're touring in stock, but I'm here First you're another sloe-eyed vamp Then someone's mother, then you're camp Then you career from career to career I'm almost through my memoirs, and I'm here I've gotten through, "Hey, lady, aren't you whoozis? Wow, what a looker you were" Or better yet, "Sorry, I thought you were whoozis Whatever happened to her?" Good times and bum times, I've seen 'em all And, my dear, I'm still here Plush velvet sometimes Sometimes just pretzels and beer, but I'm here I've run the gamut, A to Z Three cheers and dammit, C'est la vie I got through all of last year, and I'm here Lord knows, at least I was there, and I'm here Look who's here, I'm still here

Miss. Hannigan! Mr. Warbucks, do you know something, for a republican you are sinfully handsome Thank you Why I just go absolutely weak in the knees over men like you My god, is that thing real? Just sign the papers Wouldn't you like to see the bedroom, my little billiard ball Sign I make a very dry martini Right here I make a very wet soufflé Just your name Don't be so mean, you mean ole' meany Come, my dear Let's you and me make, why shouldn't we make hay? I have an appointment at 1 This way You ever been to Buenos Aires? Where? I hunger for the Argentine Argenteen Let's me and you fill up our diaries (What? Stop!) Buy me a ruby (No!) Why shouldn't you be mine? Come (I got your number) Close (You like to rumba) Madame, while (I'll call ya "Oli", my hot tamale) We pry through this (And now I gotcha) File (My cucaracha!) From my private eye (Ay-yi-yi) You spend your evenings in the shanties You had me followed? Imbibing quarts of bathtub gin Bronchitis And here you're dancing in your skanties! Great gams With some old geezer, called Little Ceasar! He's an uncle You lock the orphans in the closet They love it You hock their Christmas souveniers Drink? You steal the funds you should deposit It's fresh You make them grovel, while you buy lavaliers! You'll (Must you upset me?) Sit out (Why don't you pet me?) This century (It's you I crave now, let's misbehave now) In some deep dark (You want a smootchie, my little poochie?) Penitentiary Jail? Sign! I guess I'll never know the feeling You'll rot in jail! Of running fingers through your hair In Sing-Sing I guess this means no Beaunos Aires Will you sign? Well I don't need ya! That's fine! So just forget me! The dotted line! Forget my sweetness! Don't whine! Forget you met me! You can't decline! This day is sorta Just sign! Like Britain Waterloo (Sign) Why didn't you say so in the first place, swine!

Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these sunken eyes and learn to see All your life You were only waiting for this moment to be free Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird fly, blackbird fly Into the light of the dark black night Blackbird singing in the dead of night Take these broken wings and learn to fly All your life You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise You were only waiting for this moment to arise

My heart's a stereo It beats for you, so listen close Hear my thoughts in every note Make me your radio (yeah) And turn me up when you feel low (turn it up a little bit) This melody was meant for you (right there) Just sing along to my stereo (Gym Class Heroes, baby) If I was just another dusty record on the shelf Would you blow me off and play me like everybody else? If I ask you to scratch my back, could you manage that? Like yikky-yeah, check it Travie, I can handle that Furthermore, I apologize for any skipping tracks It's just the last girl that played me left a couple cracks I used to, used to, used to, used to, now I'm over that 'Cause holding grudges over love is ancient artifacts If I could only find a note to make you understand I'd sing it softly in your ear and grab you by the hand Just keep it stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune And know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you My heart's a stereo It beats for you, so listen close Hear my thoughts in every note (yeah, yeah, yeah, come on) Make me your radio And turn me up when you feel low (turn it on) This melody was meant for you Just sing along to my stereo Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh To my stereo Oh, oh-oh, oh So sing along to my stereo Let's go If I was an old school fifty-pound boombox Would you hold me on your shoulder, wherever you walk? Would you turn my volume up in front of the cops And crank it higher every time they told you to stop? And all I ask is that you don't get mad at me When you have to purchase mad D batteries Appreciate every mixtape your friends make You never know, we come and go like we're on the interstate I think finally found a note to make you understand If you can hear it, sing along and take me by the hands Just keep me stuck inside your head, like your favorite tune You know my heart's a stereo that only plays for you My heart's a stereo It beats for you, so listen close (listen) Hear my thoughts in every note Make me your radio (come on) And turn me up when you feel low (turn it up) This melody was meant for you Just sing along to my stereo Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh To my stereo Oh, oh-oh, oh So sing along to my stereo I only pray you never leave me behind (never leave me) Because good music can be so hard to find (so hard to find) I take your head and hold it closer to mine Thought love was dead, but now you're changing my mind My heart's a stereo (yeah) It beats for you, so listen close Hear my thoughts in every note (you gotta make me a radio) Make me your radio And turn me up when you feel low This melody was meant for you Just sing along to my stereo Oh, oh, oh-oh, oh To my stereo Oh, oh-oh, oh (my radio) So sing along to my stereo Yeah