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    Liza Minnelli / Lyrics

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    "Some People" Lyrics

    Liza Minnelli feat. Charles Aznavour

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    Some people can get a thrill, knitting sweaters and sitting still
    That's OK 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, too 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 theater
    Get an agent and in jig time, you'll be being 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 do 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 out of 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
    This song was submitted on September 10th, 2013 and last modified on November 28th, 2016.
    Copyright with Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner/Chappell Music, Inc..
    Written by JULE STYNE, STEPHEN SONDHEIM.
    Lyrics licensed by LyricFind.

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