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thats my cigar you'll steal anudder hey bummers we got work ta do since when did u become me mudda ah stop yer bawlin hey who asked u....try bottle aly or da harbor try central park its guaranteed try any banker bum or barber they almost all knows how ta read i smell money u smell foul met this girl last night ahh move ur elbow pass the towel for a buck i might aint it a fine life carryin the banna thought it all a mighty finr likfe carryin the banna tough and tall every mornin we goes where we wishes we're as free as fishes sure beats washin dishes wat a fine life carryin the banna home free all it takes a smile as sweet as budda the kind that ladies cant resist it takes and orphan wid a studda who aint afraid to use his fist summa stinks and winter's waitin welcome to new york boy aint nature facinaitin when you'se gotta walk still its a fine life carryin the banna wid me chums a mighty fine life blowin every nickel as it comes im no snoozer sittin makes me antsy i likes livin chancy harlem to delancy wat a fine life carryin the banna through the slums blessed children though u wander lost and depraved jesus loves u u shall be saved ::counterpoint:: ::part 1::patrick darling since u left me i am undone mother loves u god save my son ::part 2:: just gimme half a cup sumthin ta wake me up i gotta find an angle i gotta sell more papes papers is all i got wish i could catch a breeze sure hope the headlines hot all i can catch is fleas god help me if its not somebody help me pleaze ::end counterpoint:: if i hate the head lines then ill make up a head line and ill say ne thin i hafta cuz its 2 for a penny if i take too many weasle just makes me eat 'em afta ::counterpoint:: ::part 1:: look thier puttin up the headline u call that a head line i get better stories from the copper on the beat i was gunna start with 20 but adozen will be plenty tell me how im gunna make ends meet :: part 2:: whats it say that wont pay so wheres ur spot god its hot will ya tell me how im gunna make ends meet ::end counterpoint:: we need a good assassination we need an earthquake or a war how bout a crooked polotition hey stupid that aint news no more up town to grand central station down to city hall we improoves our cerculation walk untill we fall ::counterpoint:: ::part 1:: still we're out ther carryin the banna man to man we'll be out there soakin every sucker that we can see that headline newsies on a mission kill the competition sell the next addition while we're out there carryin the banner is the- ::part 2:: look thier puttin up the head line u call that a head line the idiot who wrot it must be workin for the sun did ya hear about the fire ::part 3:: heard it killed ol man maguire ::part 2:: heard the toll was even higher ::part 3:: y do i miss all the fun ::part 2:: hitched it on a trolly ::part 3:: neet'cha fourty fourth and second ::part 2:: little italy's secret :: part 3:: bleeker's further than i reckoned ::part 2:: by the courthouse ::part 3:: near the stables ::part 2::near the corner some1 bexkoned and i- ::part 1:: its a fine life carryin the banna through it al a mighty fine life carryinin the bannerr tough and tall see the head line newsies on a mission kill the conpetition sell the next addition wat a fine life carryin the banna its a fine life carryin the banna its a fine life carryin the banna its a fine life carryin the banna its a fine life carryin the banna its a_ go ::part 2:: would u look at that head line u call that a head line i get better stories from the copper on the beat i was gunna start with 20 but a dozen'll be plenty would ya tell me how im ever gunna make ends meet hitched it on a trolly meetchya fourty fourth and second little italy's secret bleekers further than i reckoned by the courthose near th stables on the corner some1 beckoned go get'em cowboy you got'em now boy go get'em cowboy you got'em now boy go |
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