Lyrics:

Some people can get a thrill, knitting sweaters and sitting still That's okay for some people don't know they're alive Some people can thrive and bloom, living life in a 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 Come on papa, what'd'ya say? Some people can be content, playin' bingo and payin' rent That's livin' for some people, for some hum-drum people - to-oo be But some people - ain't me I had a dream, a wonderful dream, papa All about June in the Orpheum circuit Give me a chance, I know I can work it, Uhh, what a dream And it was just as real as could be, papa Well just listen to me, there I was in Mr Orpheum's office And he was sayin' to me - Rose! Get yourself some new orchestrations, new routines and red velvet curtains Get a feathered hat for the baby, photographed in front of the theatre Get an agent and in jig time, you'll be bein' booked in the big time Oh what a dream, a wonderful dream, papa And all that I need is eighty-eight bucks, Papa, that's it That's what he said papa, only eighty-eight bucks, papa It's uh, yeah, but it's only eighty-eight bucks It's not like I'm askin' for a second mortgage on this place What d'ya gettin so crick, why you gettin' crazy, it's eighty-eight lousy bucks What do you mean I ain't gettin' eighty-eight cents outta you Well, I'll get it, and I'll get my kids - OUT - NOW Goodbye, to blueberry pies, good ridance to all the socials I had to go to All the lodges that I had to play, all the shriners I said hell