I Know A Girl

Velma:

Can you imagine?

I mean can you imagine?

Do you believe it?

I mean, do you believe it?

I know a girl

A girl who lands on top

You could put her face

Into a pail of slop

And she'd come up smelling like a rose

How she does it, heaven knows.

Reporter:

Hold on, everybody, she's comin' out now.

(Roxie enters, followed by a very happy Doctor.)

Well, Doctor, is she or isn't she?

Velma:

She is.

Doctor:

She is!

Velma:

I know a girl

A girl with so much luck

She could get run over by a two-ton truck

Then brush herself off and walk away

How she does it, I couldn't say

Billy:

So, Doc, would you swear to that statement in court?

Doctor:

Oh, yeah.

Billy:

Good...you wanna button your fly?

Velma:

Whilst I on the other hand

Put my face in a pail of slop

And I would smell like a pail of slop

I, on the other hand

Get run over by a truck

And I am deader than a duck

I know a girl who tells so many lies

Anything that's true would truly cross her eyes

But what that mouse is selling

That whole world buys

And nobody smells a rat.

Roxie:

Oh, please Ladies and Gentlemen of the press - leave the two

of us alone so that we can rest.

Velma:

The two of us?

Can you imagine?

I mean, can you imagine?

Reporter:

Can I have one last picture, please?

Roxie:

Oh, sure, anything for the press.

Velma:

Do you believe it?

I mean, do you believe it?

Roxie:

My dear little baby

Velma:

"My dear little baby."

Roxie:

My sweet little baby

Velma:

"My sweet little..."

Roxie:

Look at my baby and me!