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So resulting from a few illegal capers You are starring In the papers Just go over with the jury and in jig time Join the Buxbaums In the big time So you'll try a little trill for traviatta La la la, la la la (La la la, la la la) So it's not your style sonata When a girl has got what you have got a lot 'a You know what you've got? You've got something hot So here's a good tiding If men you are killing A talent you're hiding To be a performer So be a performer And soon you'll be riding If God should be willing The crest of your life You ain't a Pavlova An Ellen or Douce But looking you over You'll be a performer You'll be a performer A Lollapalooza And rolling in clover Just pass the test of your life So up the river They would send you But with Mother Nature helping to defend you Who can send you Very far? Sobbing in a dress That clings to all the things you are So listen to Bernie And listen to Benny Forget the attorney And be a performer And be a performer We need a performer Unless you, God forbid Get hung for what you did Oh, you naughty kid Just fulfill this small Request of your life (be a performer) I'll be a performer You'll be thankful all The rest of your long and healthy Knock wood Life!
Writer(s): Carolyn Leigh, Cy Coleman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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