Roxie

Stop the presses!

Convent girl hell!

"We both reached for the gun," says Roxie!

"Dancing feet leads to sorrow" says beautiful jazz slayer

Roxie sobs, "I'd give anything to bring him back!"

Jazz and liquor: Roxie's downfall

I always wanted my name in the papers!

Before Amos, I used to date this well-to-do ugly bootlegger

He used to like to take me out and show me off

Ugly guys like to do that

Once it said in the paper

"Gangland's Al Capelli seen with cute redheaded Corrine"

That was me

I clipped it out and saved it

Look

I'm gonna tell you the truth

Not that the truth really matters

But I'm gonna tell you anyway

The thing is, see

I'm older than I ever intended to be

And all my life, i wanted to be a dancer in Vaudeville

Ooh, yeah

Have my own act

But no, no, no

They always turned me down

It was one big world full of "no"

Life

Then Amos came along

Sweet, safe Amos who never says no

You know, some guys are like mirrors

And when I catch myself in Amos's face

I'm always a kid

You could love a guy like that

Look, now I gotta tell ya

And I hope this ain't too crude

In the bed department, Amos was -

Zero

I mean, when we went to bed

He made love to me like he was -

Fixing a carburetor or something!

"I love ya, honey, I love ya"

Anyway, to make a long story short

I started fooling around

Then Istarted screwing around

Which is foolin' around without dinner

I gave up the Vaudeville idea

Because - well, after all those years

You sort of figure opportunity's just passed you by

Hoo, but it ain't

Oh no, no, no, no, but it ain't!

If this Flynn guy gets me off

And with all this publicity

Now I got me a world full of "yes"

The name on everybody's 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 recognize my eyes

My hair, my teeth, my boobs, my nose

From just some dumb mechanic's wife

I'm gonna be Roxie

Who says that murder's not an art?

And who in case she doesn't hang

Can say she started with a bang?

Roxie Hart!

I gotta get me some boys

I'm gonna get me a whole bunch of 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 lavalier

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!

Mm, I'm a star!

And they love 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 childhood

And that's showbiz, kid

She's giving up her humdrum life

I'm gonna be

Roxie

She made a scandal and a start

And Sophie Tucker'll shit, I know (uh-huh)

To see her name get billed below

Roxie, Roxie Hart

Mm, oh oh oh mm, oh oh

Mm, mm mm mm-mm

Those are my boys

Mm mm, mm-mm-mm