That's my cigar
You'll steal another
Hey bummers we got work to
Mush-Try Bottle Alley or the harbor
Race-Try Central Park it's guaranteed
Crutch
Music by Alan Menken.
Lyrics by Jack Feldman.
MEDDA:
High times, hard times
A pair of new shoes with matching laces!
A permanent box
Music by Alan Menken.
Lyrics by Jack Feldman.
MEDDA:
My lovey-dovey baby
I
This is the story you wanted to write
Well, tonight is
Racetrack:
In 1899, the streets of New York echoed with the
So that's what they call a family
Mother daughter father son
Guess
JACK:
Santa Fe
My old friend
I can't spend my whole life hidin'
You're
Open the gates and seize the day
Don't be afraid and
Pulitzer and Hearst
They think we're nothin'
Are we nothin'?
No!
Pulitzer and
Les-When the circulation bell starts ringing will we hear it?
Race-Nah.
That's my cigar!
You'll steal annuda!
Hey, bummers, we got work to
Open the gates and sieze the day
Don't be afraid and
i saw your brown hair and brown eyes from all
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