I'm singing Broadway and I love it
I'm singing Broadway and I'm proud
You can keep your Springsteen
Shove your Chaka
I really don't care for that kind of kaka
Ethel, Liza, Chita, that's my crowd, my crowd
Yes, ah, I'm singing Broadway and it's heaven
'Cause Heaven is a song from a Broadway show
Ah, just give me a part that's got laughter and tears
And I'll feel like Yul Brenner for the next thousand years
Ah, Broadway, Broadway
Broadway, Bravo
Ah, who needs a girl who's got fluorescent hair
Or an ugly boy singing off key?
Give me a broad who's got tits out to there
Belching it out to the balcony
Ah, yes, ah, I'm singing Broadway and it's heaven
I'll be singing Broadway till I die
Just tell me what could be better than shaking your buns
In front of a chorus of thirty-five nuns?
I'll climb every mountain
And ford every river I see
A Lady and her muszack
Ha, that's ha, me, yeah

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