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But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
I don't know if we're in a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here, so am I
Maybe
they had
This time you guys, you've gone too far
We'll show you all how good we are
We'll play you now but we're so sore
We may not even let you score
Oh
a lull
And things are dull
I sharpen knives for all the wives
In the neighborhood
And I'm very good
I darn a sock
I'll mend a clock
An apple cart
Newsies - The World Will Know
//Jack//
Pulitzer and Hearst, they think we're nothin!
Are we nothin?
//Newsies//
No!
//Jack// (sung)
Pulitzer
like a saint"
Down the hallway footsteps were comin' for the Jack of Hearts
The backstage manager was pacing all around by his chair
"There's something
Plumtree, down in Tennessee,
it's the first time I've been warm."
There are strange things done 'neath the midnight sun
by the men who moil for gold.
of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
Are the stars out tonight
I don't know if it's cloudy or bright
'Cause I
thank you--
ZOOT: Away away vile peasents! The beds here are warm and soft
- -- and very, very big.
GALAHAD: Well, look, I-I-uh--
ZOOT: What is your
would know him if you saw him
For his eyes are sunken in
His brow is deeply lined in thought
His head is highly domed
His coat is dusty from neglect
His
I will not fall
This may be the one we've been waiting for
No curtain call, just take it all
Sweat drips down from every angle
Love your body
me
In my father's house are many mansions if it were not so I would have told you
I go to prepare a place for you
And if I prepare a place for you I
thirty-five years overdue. And you know the funny thing, all these I.O.U's are owed to one person
and I kinda felt like that maybe now would be a pretty good
home for you and me.
A peaceful place or so it looks from space
A closer look reveals the human race.
Full of hope, full of grace, is the human
you are fond of hunting there's no place that can compare
You may not bag a lion or a tiger or a bear
But if you want a jack-ass there are plenty
you are fond of hunting there's no place that can compare
You may not bag a lion or a tiger or a bear
But if you want a jack-ass there are plenty
a garden
Or on a crowded avenue
You are here and so am I
Maybe millions of people go by
But they all disappear from view
And I only have eyes for you
The house stays messed up most all of the time
It's a site for friends to come around
I know thing aren't spick and span but on the other hand
My loving
Now there's two ways we can do this
Keep it real or front
I know you got what I need and I got what you want
And the hunt for soulmates is all
I used to visit all the very gay places
Those come what may places
Where one relaxes on the axis of the wheel of life
To get the feel of life
or bright
I only have eyes for you, dear
(Sha bop sha bop)
The moon may be high
But I can't see a thing in the sky
I only have eyes for you
I don't
a crown for half a kingdom
For half a town
No geldt-in-my-pelt-jack,
No cash in my shack so tell me the things
That you think I lack
Just what kinda
There are few who'd deny, at what I do I am the best
For my talents are renowned far and wide
When it comes to surprises in the moonlit night
I
the doorbell rings
I have heard from Jack, the plumber
A gentleman you may recall
When you were through with him last summer
He couldn't plumb at all
as you are, Robert
That's right, you sweet thing
Stay exactly as you are
Everyone adores you!
What an awful thing
Things happen for the best
I
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