Chicago The Musical - I Know A Girl lyrics

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<b>I Know A Girl</b> by <i>Chicago The Musical</i><br />Velma.

Can you imagine?

I mean, can you imagine?

Can you believe it?

I mean, can you believe?

I know a girl

A girl who lands on top

You could put her face into a pail of

Slop.

And she'd come up smelling like a rose.

How she does it, heaven knows.

Reporter.

Hold on, she's comin' out now. well, doc, is she or isn't she?

Velma.

(Spoken)

She is

Reporter.

She is!

Velma.

(Sung.)

I know a girl

A girl with so much luck

She could get run over by a two-ton

Truck

Then brush herself off and walk away

How she does it, couldn't say

Billy. (spoken.) Doc, would you swear to that statement in court.

Doctor. Yes

Billy. Good... uh... button your fly

Velma. (sung.)

Whilst I

On the other hand

Put my face in a pail of slop

And I would smell like a pail of slop

I

On the other hand

Get run over by a truck

And I am deader that a duck

I know a girl

Who tells so many lies

Anything that's true

Would truly cross her eyes

But what that mouse is selling

The whole world buys

And nobody smells a rat.

Roxie.

(Spoken.) Oh please, ladies and gentlemen of the

Press-leave the two of us alone so we can rest.

Velma

(Spoken.)

The two of us?

(Sung.)

Can you imagine?

I mean, can you imagine?

Reporter.

(Spoken.) could I have one last picture please?

Roxie.

Oh sure anything for the press.

Velma (sung.)

Do you believe it?

I mean do you believe it?