The name on everybody's lips
Is gonna be Roxie
The lady raking in the chips
Is gonna be Roxie
I'm gonna be a celebrity
That means somebody everyone knows
They're gonna recognize my eyes,
My hair, my teeth, my boobs, my nose
From just some dumb mechanic's wife
I'm gonna be Roxie
Who says that murder's not an art?
And who in case she doesn't hang
Can say she started with a bang?
Foxy, Roxie Hart!
The name on everybody's lips
Is gonna be Roxie
The lady raking in the chips
Is gonna be Roxie
She's gonna be a celebrity
That means somebody everyone knows
They're gonna recognize her eyes,
Her hair, her teeth, my boobs, my nose
From just some dumb mechanic's wife
I'm gonna be -sing it!- Roxie
Who says that murder's not an art?
And who in case she doesn't hang
Can say she started with a bang?
Foxy, Roxie Hart!
They're gonna wait outside in line
To get to see Roxie
Think of those autographs I'll sign,
'Good luck to ya,' Roxie
And I'll appear
In a lavalier that goes
All the way down to my waist
Here a ring,
There a ring,
Everywhere a-ring-a-ling
But always in the best of taste!
Oooooh, I'm a star!
And I love the audience!
And the audience loves me for loving them
And I love them for loving me
And we just love each other
That's because none of us
Got enough love in our childhoods
And that's showbiz, kid
She's given up her hum drum life
I'm gonna be Roxie
She made a scandal and a start
And Sophie Tucker will shit, I know
To see her name get billed below
Foxy, Roxie Hart

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