I Know a Girl

Chicago (Musical)

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    [Velma]
    Can you imagine?
    I mean, can you imagine?
    Do you believe it?
    I mean, do you believe it?
    I know a girl
    A girl who lands on top
    You could put her face into a pail of slop
    And she'd come up smelling like a rose
    How she does it, heaven knows?

    [Reporter]
    Hold on everybody, she's comin' out now
    Well, doc, is she or isn't she?

    [Doctor, spoken]
    She is

    [Reporter]
    She is!

    [Velma]
    I know a girl
    A girl with so much luck
    She could get run over by a ten-ton truck
    Then brush herself off and walk away
    How she does it, couldn't say?

    [Billy]
    Doc, would you swear to that statement in court?

    [Doctor]
    Yes

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    [Billy]
    Good, uh, button your fly

    [Velma]
    Whilst I
    On the other hand
    Put my face in a pail of slop
    And I would smell like a pail of slop
    I, on the other hand
    Get run over by a truck
    And I am deader than a duck
    I know a girl
    Who tells so many lies?
    Anything that's true
    Would truly cross her eyes?
    But what that mouse is selling
    The whole world buys
    And nobody smells a rat

    [Roxie]
    Please, ladies and gentlemen of the press
    Leave the two of us alone so we can rest

    [Velma]
    The two of us??
    Can you imagine?
    I mean, can you imagine?

    [Reporter]
    Could I have one last picture please?

    [Roxie]
    Oh! Sure anything for the press

    [Velma]
    Do you believe it?
    I mean do you believe it?

    [Roxie]
    My dear little baby

    [Velma]
    My dear little baby

    [Roxie]
    My sweet little baby

    [Velma]
    My sweet little baby

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    Composición: John Kander y Fred Ebb

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