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[Verse]
There’s no business like show business like no business I know
everything about it is appealing everything that traffic will allow
nowhere could you have that happy feeling
when you are stealing that extra bow.
There’s no people like show people they smile when they are low
even with a turkey that you know will fold
you may be stranded out in the cold
still you wouldn’t change it for a sack of gold
let’s go on with the show.
[Chorus]
2. The butcher the baker the grocer the clerk
are secretly unhappy men because
the butcher the baker the grocer the clerk
get paid for what they do but no applause.
They’d gladly bid their dreary jobs goodbye
for anything theatrical and why?
[Verse]
There’s no business like show business and you tell me it’s so
traveling through the country is so thrilling
standing out in front on opening nights
smiling as you watch the theater filling
and there’s your billing out there in lights.
There’s no people like show people they smile when they are low
angels come from everywhere with lots of jack
and when you lose it there’s no attack
where could you get money that you don’t give back?
Let’s go on with the show !
[Verse]
There’s no business like show business like no business I know
you get word before the show has started
that your favorite uncle died at dawn
top of that your pa and ma have parted
you’re broken-hearted but you go on.
There’s no people like show people they smile when they are low
yesterday they told you you would not go far
that night you open and there you are.
Next day on your dressing room they’ve hung a star
let’s go on with the show !
[Verse]
What good is sitting alone in your room
come hear the music play!
Life is a cabaret ole chum come to the cabaret.
Put down that knittin' that book and the broom
it's time for a holiday.
Life is a cabaret ole chum so come to the cabaret.
Come taste the wine come hear the band
yes it's time for celebratin'.
Right this way your table's waitin'.
No use permittin' some prophet of doom
to wipe every smiles away.
Life is a cabaret ole chum so come to the cabaret.
[Instrumental]
[Chorus]
Come taste the wine come hear the band
yes it's time for celebratin'.
Right this way your table's waitin'.
No thought for admittin' the prince of doom
yes it is no longer stayin'.
Life is a cabaret old chum only a cabaret old chum
so come to the caba-ret.
(moins de barrés)