Some people can get a thrill
Knitting sweaters and sitting still
That's okay for some people
Who don't know they're alive

Some people can thrive and bloom
Living life in the 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 I gotta be at
Come on papa
What do you say?

Some people can be content
Playing bingo and paying rent
That's peachy for some people
For some hum-drum people to be
But some people ain't me

I had a dream
A wonderful dream, papa
All about June in the Orpheus circuit
Gimme a chance and I know I can work it
I had a dream
Just as real as can be, papa

There I was in Mr. Orpheus's office
And he was saying to me
'Rose, get yourself some new orchestrations
New routines and red velvet curtains
Get a feathered hat for the baby
Photographs 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 what he said, papa
Only eighty-eight bucks

Goodbye to blueberry pie
Good riddance to all the
Socials I had to go to
All the lodges I had to play
All the shiners I said hello to
Hey L.A. I'm coming your way

Some people sit on their butts
Got the dream, yeah, but not the guts
That's living for some people
For some hum-drum people
I suppose well, they can stay and rot

But not Rose