Months later, Fanny has had a telegram from Florenz Ziegfeld;
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Eddie suspects it's a job offer. Eddie and Mrs. Brice fantasize
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as they help Fanny get ready for this interview:
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[Mrs. Brice:]
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Eddie, the Ziegfeld Follies!
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Now she belongs to the ages!
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My work is done,
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My work is done,
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[Eddie:]
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Our work is done,
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She doesn't need us,
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She'll have cake,
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We'll have crumbs.
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Be careful of the stage door,
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Here she comes, here she comes.
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Hello, Fanny, hello.
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[Mrs. Brice:]
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Hello, Fanny--it's me--Mama.
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What do you mean--Mama who?
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[Eddie:]
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It's good to see her... from afar,
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[Mrs. Brice:]
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I lost a daughter but I gained a star.
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[Eddie:]
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That's Broadway!
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And
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Who taught her ev'rything she knows?
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I taught her ev'rything she knows--
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She sings like a bird--
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(Whistles)
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Yes, indeed!
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But who used to stand there
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And feed her the seed?
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Who taught her how to pick her clothes?
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[Mrs. Brice:]
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Eddie, that I did.
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[Eddie:]
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Yeah, but who taught her her how to tap her toes?
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But will she admit it?
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Kid, you said it.
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They all forget they know ya
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When it comes to credit.
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Tell me have you ever seen her take this pose?
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I taught her ev'rything--
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How to hoof,
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And how to sing,
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I taught her ev'rything she knows.
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[Mrs. Brice:]
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Wait, Eddie--she'll blame us yet.
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Who taught her ev'rything she knows?
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[Eddie:]
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Let me hear it, Rosie.
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[Mrs. Brice:]
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I taught her ev'rything she knows.
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[Eddie:]
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Ain't it the truth!
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[Mrs. Brice:]
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That mischievous smile,
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The devil may care,
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You don't pull
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Such mannerisms
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Out of the air.
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The men who are older might prefer
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The original manufactur-er.
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[Both:]
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It hurts me to say it,
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But why not be fair--
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When you see her on the stage
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You're seein' me there.
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[Mrs. Brice:]
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She still has trouble executin' one of those,
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[Eddie:]
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If they could have paid the price,
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They'd have hired Rosie Brice,
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[Mrs. Brice:]
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Who stands after every show
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Sellin' matches in the snow.
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[Eddie:]
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But in the world of grease paint,
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That's the way it goes.
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[Both:]
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We taught her everything--
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How to hoof and how to sing,
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We taught her how to wack
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A joke from here to Hackensack--ya, ha, ha, ha!
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We taught her everything,
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We taught her ev'rything she knows.
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Who Taught Her Everything?
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Barbra Streisand |