Kurt:
Some people can get a thrill
Knitting sweaters and sitting still.
That's okay 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 
And all the places I gotta play, 
All the things that I gotta be at. [bad word] on, papa, what do you say?

Some people can be content
Playing bingo and paying rent.
That's peachy for some people, 
For some [bad word] 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 yourselves some new orchestrations, 
new routines and red velvet curtains. 
Get a feathered hat for the baby; 
photographs in front of the theatre. 
Get an agent and in jig time 
you'll be being booked in the big time."

Oh, what a dream. 
wonderful dream, papa. 
And all that I need is eighty-eight bucks, papa. 
That's what he said, papa. 
Only eighty-eight bucks.

Goodbye to blueberry pie. 
Good riddance to all the socials I had to go to, 
All the lodges I had to play, 
All the shriners I said hello to. 
Hey, L.A., [bad word]  your way!

Some people sit on their butts; 
Got the dream, yeah, but not the guts. 
That's living for some people, 
For some [bad word] people I suppose. 
Well, they can stay and rot! 
But not Rose!