I'm just a Broadway Baby
Walking off my tired feet
Pounding Forty Second Street
To be in a show
Broadway Baby
Learning how to sing and dance
Waiting for that one big chance
To be in a show
Gee, I'd like to be on some marquee
All twinkling lights
A spark to pierce the dark
From Batt'ry Park to Washington Heights
Some day maybe
All my dreams will be repaid
I can get to strut my stuff
Working for a nice man
Like a Ziegfeld or a Weissman
In a big-time Broadway show!
Heck, I'd even play the maid
To be in a show
Say, Mister producer
Some girls get the breaks
Just give me my cue, sir
I've got what it takes
Say, Mister Producer
I'm talkin' to you, sir
I don't need a lot
Only what I got
Plus a tube of greasepaint and a follow spot!
I'm a Broadway Baby
Slaving at the five and ten
Dreaming of the great day
When I'll be in a show
Broadway Baby
Making rounds all afternoon
Eating at a greasy spoon
To save on my dough
At my tiny flat there's just my cat
A bed and a chair
Still I'll stick it till
I'm on a bill all over Times Square
Some day maybe
If I stick it long enough
I can get to strut my stuff
Work-ing for a nice man
Like a Ziegfeld or a Weissman
In a big-time
Broadway show!