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RACE
Ya dont need money when youre famous.
They gives ya whatever ya want gratis!
Such as...?
A pair of new shoes with matchin' laces...
A permanent box at the Sheepshead Races...
Pastrami on rye with a sour pickle...
My personal puss on a wooden nickel...
Look at me:
I'm the king of New York!
Suddenly
I'm respectable
Starin' right at'cha,
Lousy with sta'cha.
ALBERT
Nobbin' with all the muckety-mucks,
I'm blowin' my dough and goin' deluxe
And there I be!
Ain't I pretty?
RACE AND HENRY
It's my city.
I'm the king of New York!
A solid gold watch with a chain' to twirl it...
My very own bed and an indoor terlet...
A barbershop haircut that cost a quarter...
A regular beat for the star reporter!
Am-scray, punk
She's the king of New York!
KATHERINE
Whod'a thunk!
I'm the king of New York!
NEWSIES
We was sunk, pale, and pitiful,
KATHERINE
Buncha wet noodles!
KATHERINE & NEWSIES
Pulitzers poodles.
Almost about to drown in the drink,
BUTTONS
When she fished us out
And drowned us in ink!
KATHERINE
So lets get drunk!
NEWSIES
KATHERINE
Not with liquor. Fame works quicker
When you're king of New York.
NEWSIES
I gotta be either dead or dreamin,
Cause look at that pape with my face beamin.
Tomorrow they may wrap fishes in it,
But I was a star for one whole minute!
*Dance break*
NEWSIES & KATHERINE
Look at me:
I'm the king of New York!
Wait and see:
This is gonna make both the Delanceys
Pee in their pant-sies.
Flashpots are shootin' bright as a sun!
I'm one highfallutin' son of a gun!
I guarantee:
Though I crapped out, I ain't tapped out!
I'm the king of New-
Friends may flee.
Let 'em ditch 'ya!
Snap one pit'cha
Youre the king of New-
History!
Front page story,
Guts and glory,
I'm the king of New York!