Where Tina Gets It From Lyrics > Ruthless!

SYLVIA.
What is there to say? You would think one’s own flesh and blood would have inherited at least a fraction of her mother’s talent.

JUDY.
Who's to say where talent comes from? Look at
Tina. After all...

I can’t sing a note
No talent whatsoever
I can’t tell a joke
Ym simply not that clever
Make no mistake,
With pride im overcome,
But i haven't a clue
As to who
Tina gets it from

SYLVIA.
Surely there's something you can do.

JUDY.
Let me think...
I CAN MAKE A BED.
AND FRICASSEE A CHICKEN,

SYLVIA.
You're brimming with talent.

JUDY.
My sweet onion spread
When spread on garlic bread
Is finger lickin’
But on a stage,
I simply would go numb
So I’m up in the air
As to where
Tina gets it from

SYLVIA.
Leave everything to me, dear
I've been around the block
As long as she makes millions
Who cares where Tina gets it from
Now, here's the way we play it
First we sign with agents
One in New York
One on the coast Judy.
She's great for a talk Hey!
Show Stop by for some
But only a couple Chicken
Overexposure is
All too common in the My...
Highly competitive Sweet onion spread

World
Where a professional When spread

Kid
Will make more money On garlic bread
Than her parents Is finger lickin’
A star as bright as
She, dear... But on a stage
One brighter than the I simply would go
Sun Numb
Her fans everywhere So I’m up in the air

Sylvia. Judy.
Simply won't care As to where my
Where
Tina gets it from Tina gets it from
No matter where she
Got it
Oh, who cares?
Your kid is gonna earn a lot

Sylvia & Judy.
It doesn't matter, no!
It matters not
Not a bit, not a crumb...

Last Update: October, 26th 2023