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Chorus: So the star needs a stage To change her clothes And the natives are restless Their anxiety shows He: And their hostile posture Seems to say She: When will she be back? He: Who the hell are they? Chorus: But the knowledgable gypsy knows It's ridiculous to throw a fit That's the way things are When they pay to see a star He: But... Chorus: Little do they know And little do they see Without us paying court Without us in support How lousy she might be She: When we go... [Music plays] He: They don't even stir Chorus: When we go... [Music plays] Chorus: They only look at her Girls: Such inequality Men: Little do they know Girls: Ooh-wah, ooh-wah Men: That we are even there Girls: Ooh-wah, ooh-wah Chorus: Yes, that's the gypsy's curse And what is even worse Little do they care Men: Mornings at the bar Women: Mornings at the bar Men: Sweating through the class Girls: Sweating through the class Girl #1: Yet she's the one they spot Girl #2: No matter what you got Girl #3: On how you posturesque Chorus: If the like... [Music plays] Chorus: We didn't hear the proof Yet she goes... [music plays] Chorus: And hear them raise the roof Talk about equity Gotta have a dream Girls: Ah ah ah ah Men: That isn't mine alone Girls: Ah ah ah Chorus: Each gypsy that you see Is just the same as me The fact is why we know Someday I'll go so far That I'll become a star With gypsy's of my own!
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