The name on everybodies 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 recognise my eyes, my hair,, my teeth, my boobs, my nose.
From just some dumb mechanics wife, I'm gonna be: Roxie
Who says that murder's not an art?
And who incase she doesn't hang,
Can say she started with a bang?
Roxie Hart!
Boys?
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 lavaliere 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!
- Spoken
Mmmmmmmm, I'm a star!
And the audience loves me. And I love them. And they love me for loving them, And I love them for loving me. And
We love each other. That's because none of us
Got enough love in our childhoods.
And that's showbiz...
Kid!
She's giving up her hum-drum life.
I'm gonna be, sing it!
Roxie!
She made a scandal and an start
And Sophie Tucker will shit I know,
To see her name get billed below,
Roxie Hart!