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Baby June
Make me entertain you
Make me see you smile
I will do some kicks

I will do some tricks

Momma Rose
Sing out, Louise!

I'll tell you a story...
I'll dance when she's done

Uncle Jocko
Who said that?
Who's out there, George?

I don't know, I got all the mothers out of here!
Just like you told me!

June and Louise
Are you ready to smile?

You're behind, Louise
Get upon it!

June and Louise
Well, I'll try that through
Entertaining you

Uncle Jocko
Who's that?

Sing out, Louise!

Louise and June
You'll love our lullaby

Uncle Jocko
Get that mother out of here!



Momma Rose
Anybody that stays home is dead
If I die it won't be from sitting

It will be from fighting to get up and get out!
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 that 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 Orpheum 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. Orpheum's office
and he was saying to me, "Rose,
get yourselves some new orchestrations,
new routines and red velvet curtains.
Get a feathered hat for the baby;
photographs in front of the theatre.
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.

You ain't gettin' eighty-eight cents from me, Rose.

Well, I'll get it someplace else! But I'll get it! And get my kids out!

Goodbye to blueberry pie.
Good riddance to all the socials I had to go to,
all the lodges I had to play,
all the shriners I said hello to.
Hey, L.A., I'm comin' 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!


Rose, this is Mr. Goldstone.

Momma Rose
Have an eggroll, Mr. Goldstone.
Have a napkin, have a chopstick, have a chair.
Have a spare rib, Mr. Goldstone.
Any spare that I can spare I'll be glad to share!

Have a dish, have a fork, have a fish, have a pork.
Put your feet up. Feel at home.
Have a smoke, have a Coke.
Would you like to hear a joke?
I'll have June recite a poem!

Have a leechie, Mr. Goldstone.
Tell me any little thing that I can do.
Ginger peachy, Mr. Goldstone.
Have a kumquat, have two!
Everybody give a cheer.
Santa Claus is sitting here.
Mr. Goldstone I love you!

Have a Goldstone, Mr. Eggroll.
Tell me any little thing that I can do.
Have some fried rice, Mr. Soy Sauce.
Have a cookie, have a few!
What's the matter, Mr. G?
Have another pot of tea.
Mr. Goldstone I love you!

HerbieThere are good stones and bad stones
and curbstones and gladstones
and touchstones and such stones as them.
Rose: There are big stones and small stones
and grind stones and gall stones,
All: but Goldstone is a gem!

There are milestones, there are mill stones.
There's a cherry, there's a yellow, there's a blue.
But we don't want any old stone,
only Goldstone will do!
Moon stones, sun stones.
We all scream for one stone.
Mr. Goldstone we love you!


Little lamb, little lamb
My birthday is here at last
Little lamb, little lamb
My birthday goes by so fast
Little bear, little bear
You sit on my right
Right there
Little hen, little hen
What game should we play and when?
Little cat, little cat
Oh, why do you look so blue?
Did somebody paint you like that,
Or is your birthday too?
Little fish, little fish
Do you think I'll get my wish?
Little lamb, little lamb
I wonder how old I am
I wonder how old I am
Little lamb


Momma Rose
[Speaking] Finish? We're just beginning and there's no one to stop at this time!
I had a dream, a dream about you, baby.
It's gonna come true, baby.
They think that we're through, but baby,

You'll be swell! You'll be great!
Gonna have the whole world on the plate!
Starting here, starting now,
honey, everything's coming up roses!

Clear the decks! Clear the tracks!
You've got nothing to do but relax.
Blow a kiss. Take a bow.
Honey, everything's coming up roses!

Now's your inning. Stand the world on it's ear!
Set it spinning! That'll be just the beginning!
Curtain up! Light the lights!
You got nothing to hit but the heights!
You'll be swell. You'll be great.
I can tell. Just you wait.
That lucky star I talk about is due!
Honey, everything's coming up roses for me and for you!

You can do it, all you need is a hand.
We can do it, Mama is gonna see to it!
Curtain up! Light the lights!
We got nothing to hit but the heights!
I can tell, wait and see.
There's the bell! Follow me!
And nothing's gonna stop us 'til we're through!
Honey, everything's coming up roses and daffodils!
Everything's coming up sunshine and Santa Claus!
Everything's gonna be bright lights and lollipops!
Everything's coming up roses for me and for you!


You can pull all the stops out
Till they call the cops out
Grind your behind till you're bend.
But you gotta get a gimmick
If you wanna get a hand.
You can sacrifice your sacharo
Working in the back row.
Bump in a dump till you're dead.
Kid you gotta have a gimmick
If you wanna get ahead.
You can uh...You can uh...
You can uh...uh...uh...
That's how Burlesque was born.
So I uh...and I uh...
And I uh...uh...uh...
But I do it with a horn...
Once I was a Schleppa,
Now I'm Miss Mazzeppa,
With my revolution in dance.
You gotta have a gimmick
If you wanna have a chance!

She can uh... She can uh...
She can uh...uh...uh...
They'll never make her pitch.
Me, I uh... and I uh...
And I uh...uh...uh...
But I do it with a switch.
I'm electrifying
And I ain't even trying.
I never had to sweat to get paid
'Cause if you got a gimmick
Gypsy girl, you got it made.

Tessie Tura
All them uh and then uh...
And that uh...uh...uh...
Ain't gonna spell success.
Me, I uh... and I uh...
And I uh...uh...uh...
But I do it with finesse.
Lady Tura is so much more then purer
Than all them other ladies because-
You gotta get a gimmick
If you wanna get applause.

Do something special
Anything special
And you'll get better because
Come on and just do mimic
When you gotta gimmick
Take a look how different we are!

If you wanna make it,
Twinkle while you shake it.

If you wanna grind it,
Wait till you refined it.

If you wanna stump it,
Bump it with a trumpet!

Get yourself a gimmick and you too,
Can be a star!


The Wichita, one and only burlesque theater, presents
Miss Gypsy Rose Lee

Let me entertain you
Let me make you smile

Momma Rose
Sing out, Louise!

Let me do a few tricks
Some old and then some new tricks
I'm very versatile
And if you're real good
I'll make you feel good
I'd want your spirit to climb
So let me entertain you
We'll have a real good time,
Yes sir!
We'll have...
A real good time!

Theater Manager
Do something!

Momma Rose

Theater Manager
Take something off!


Momma Rose
A ... glove! But say something!

Hello! Hello...everybody!
My name is Gypsy Rose Lee... What's yours!
Mr. Conductor, if you please!
So, let me entertain you...
And we'll have a real good time, yes, sir!
We'll have...
A real good time!

And now, Minsky's well famous Burlesque
Presents the queen of the strip-tease, the incomparable,
Miss Gypsy Rose Lee and our salutes to the Garden of Eden!

Pick up your apples girls and back to the trees!
Bon soir, monsieur et monsieur!
Je m'appelle Gypsy Rose Lee
And that concludes my entire performance in French,
I've been too busy learning Greek
Where were you last night?
Some men accused me of being an enthusiast
Do you know what that means? Do you?
Do you? Oh, you do!
Aha! He's embarrassed!
Don't be embarrassed... I like man without hair!
An enthusiast is one who or that which
Sheds its skin in vulgar paroles: a stripper
But I'm not a stripper!
At these prices I'm an enthusiast!
And if you're real good
I'll make you feel good
I want you spirit to climb
Let me entertain you
And well have a real good time, yes, sir!
We'll have...
A real good time!


Here she is, boys!
Here she is, world!
Here's Rose!

Curtain up!
Light the lights!
Play it, boys!

Ya either got it, or ya ain't.
And, boys, I got it!
Ya like it?
Well, I got it!

Some people got it and make it pay.
Some people can't even give it away.
This people's got it
and this people's spreadin' it around!
You either have it
or you've had it!

Hello, everybody! My name is Rose! What's yours?
How do you like them eggrolls, Mr. Goldstone?
Hold your hats and hallelujah.
Mama's gonna show it to you.
Ready or not, shhh, here comes Mama.

Mama's talkin' loud.
Mama's doin' fine.
Mama's gettin' hot.
Mama's goin' stong.
Mama's movin' on.
Mama's all alone.
Mama doesn't care.
Mama's lettin' loose.
Mama's got the stuff.
Mama's lettin' go.
Mama's got the stuff.
Mama's gotta move.
Mama's gotta go.
Mama? Mama?
Mama's gotta let go.

Why did I do it?
What did it get me?
Scrapbooks full of me in the background.
Give 'em love and what does it get ya?
What does it get ya?
One quick look as each of 'em leaves you.
All your life and what does it get ya?
Thanks a lot and out with the garbage,
They take bows and you're battin' zero.

I had a dream.
I dreamed it for you, June.
It wasn't for me, Herbie.
And if it wasn't for me
then where would you be,
Miss Gypsy Rose Lee?

Well, someone tell me, when is it my turn?
Don't I get a dream for myself?
Starting now it's gonna be my turn.
Gangway, world, get off of my runway!
Starting now I bat a thousand!
This time, boys, I'm taking the bows and

everything's coming up Rose!
Everything's coming up roses!
Everything's coming up roses
this time for me!
For me! For me! For me! For me! For me!
For me! Yeah!

[Rose takes the silent bows as Gypsy enters and applauds]

I was...trying out for you...New ideas you might wanna use...

You really would have been something, momma!

Do you think so?

If you had someone to push you like I had...

If I could have been...I would have been...
And that's show business!
I guess I did it for me...

Why, momma?

Just wanted to be noticed...

Like I wanted you to notice me!
I still do, momma!

[They embrace each other. Rose cries]

It's OK, momma! OK, Rose!

See... You look like you should speak French!

You're coming to that party with me...


Come on!

Not like this.

Wear my fur I have a stole in my cabinet.

Well, maybe just for an hour or two...Hey, it looks better on me than it
does on you. Funny how we can both wear the same size!

Specially in mink.

You know...I had a dream last night. There was a big poster of a mother
and daughter, like the covers of the ladies magazines...

Yes, momma!

Only it was you and me wearing exactly the same gowns. It was an add for
Minsky, and the headline said: "MADAM ROSE...AND HER DAUGHTER GYPSY".

[They laugh, embrace each other and leave. Rose stops for a while and
takes one last look at the stage as if she said good-bye.]
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