Some people can get it through Knitting sweaters and sitting still That's okay for some people Who don't know they're alive Some people can thrive and bloom Living life in the living room That's perfect for some people of 105 But I at least gotta try When I think of all the sights that I gotta see And all the places I gotta play All the things that I gotta be at Come on, Papa, what do you say? Some people can be content Playing bingo and paying rent That's peachy for some people For some humdrum people to be But some people need me I had a dream A wonderful dream, Papa All about June and the Orpheum circuit Give me a chance and I know I can work it I had a dream Just as real as can be, Papa There I was in Mr. Orpheum's office And he was saying to me, Hurrah! Get yourself some new orchestrations New routines and red velvet curtains Get a feathered hat for the baby Photographs in front of the theater Get an agent, hand in jig time You'll be being booked in the big time Oh, what a dream A wonderful dream, Papa And all that I need is 88 bucks, Papa That's what he said, Papa Only 88 bucks Goodbye to blueberry pie Good riddance to all the socials I had to go to All the lodges I had to play All the shriners I said hello to Hey, L.A., I'm coming your way Some people sit on their butts Got the dream, yeah, but not the guts That's living for some people Or some humdrum people, I suppose Well, they can stay and rot But not rot