The name on everybody's lips
Is gonna be... Roxie
The lady raking in the chips
Is gonna be... Roxie
I'm gonna be a celebrity
That means
Somebody everyone knows
They're gonna recognize my eyes
My hair my teeth my boobs my nose
From just some dumb mechanic's wife
I'm gonna be... Roxie
Who says that murder's not an art?
And who in case she doesn't hang
Can say she started with a bang?
Roxie Hart!
They're gonna wait outside in line
To get to see...
Roxie!
Think of those autographs
I'll sign,
'Good luck to ya,'...
Roxie
And I'll appear
In a lavaliere that goes
All the way down to my waist
Here a ring,
There a ring,
Everywhere a-ring-a-ling
But always in the best of taste!
Mmmm, I'm a star!
And the audience loves me!
And I love them
And they love me for loving them
And I love them for loving me
And we love each other
And that's because none of us
Got enough love in our childhoods
And that's showbiz...
Kid!
She's given up her humdrum life
I'm gonna be... sing it!
Roxie!
She made a scandal and a start
And Sophie Tucker will shit
I know
To see her name get billed below
Roxie Hart
Roxie...
Roxie...
Roxie...
Roxie...
Rox-ie...
Roxie...
Roxie...