Trust me, Belle, I understand Why you felt so fed up when they cast you As yourself again How these jobs all blend to one Till even your mother can't pick you out From a crowded room And I'll walk all the way From Essex street Up to Broadway And all the shows are the same ones that were on When I still had that keychain that you lost Belle turns over her rocks glass See what I've become oh since you left me To my own devices I said, Belle, don't talk like that You know there's more inside you than just whiskey Oh and cigarettes And I'll walk all the way From Essex street Up to Broadway And all the shows are the same ones that were on When I still had that keychain that you lost Go on Belle and let it out Go on Belle, let it out Go on Belle, just let it out, oh Belle's in every building now Ringing out from Flushing, Queens to Chelsea Down to Chinatown She's marching in the parade I'm stuck cleaning up the ticker tape From the fire escape And I'll walk all the way From Essex street Up to Broadway And all the shows are the same ones that were on When I still had that keychain that you lost