Funny Girl movie - Who Taught Her Everything? lyrics

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Months later, Fanny has had a telegram from Florenz Ziegfeld; Eddie suspects<br>

it's a job offer. Eddie and Mrs. Brice fantasize as they help Fanny get <br>

ready for this interview:<br>

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Mrs. Brice:<br>

Eddie, the Ziegfeld Follies!<br>

Now she belongs to the ages!<br>

My work is done,<br>

My work is done,<br>

Eddie:<br>

Our work is done,<br>

She doesn't need us,<br>

She'll have cake,<br>

We'll have crumbs.<br>

Be careful of the stage door,<br>

Here she comes, here she comes.<br>

Hello,<br>

Fanny, hello.<br>

Mrs. Brice:<br>

Hello, Fanny--it's me--Mama.<br>

What do you mean--Mama who?<br>

Eddie:<br>

It's good to see her . . . from afar,<br>

Mrs. Brice:<br>

I lost a daughter but I gained a star.<br>

Eddie:<br>

That's Broadway!<br>

And<br>

Who taught her ev'rything she knows?<br>

I taught her ev'rything she knows--<br>

She sings like a bird--<br>

(Whistles)<br>

Yes, indeed!<br>

But who used to stand there<br>

And feed her the seed?<br>

Who taught her how to pick her clothes?<br>

Mrs. Brice:<br>

Eddie, that I did.<br>

Eddie:<br>

Yeah, but who taught her her how to tap her toes?<br>

But will she admit it?<br>

Kid, you said it.<br>

They all forget they know ya<br>

When it comes to credit.<br>

Tell me have you ever seen her take this pose?<br>

I taught her ev'rything--<br>

How to hoof,<br>

And how to sing,<br>

I taught her ev'rything she knows.<br>

Mrs. Brice:<br>

Wait, Eddie--she'll blame us yet.<br>

Who taught her ev'rything she knows?<br>

Eddie:<br>

Let me hear it, Rosie.<br>

Mrs. Brice:<br>

I taught her ev'rything she knows.<br>

Eddie:<br>

Ain't it the truth!<br>

Mrs. Brice:<br>

That mischievous smile,<br>

The devil may care,<br>

You don't pull<br>

Such mannerisms<br>

Out of the air.<br>

The men who are older might prefer<br>

The original manufactur-er.<br>

Both:<br>

It hurts me to say it,<br>

But why not be fair--<br>

When you see her on the stage<br>

You're seein' me there.<br>

Mrs. Brice:<br>

She still has trouble executin' one of those,<br>

Eddie:<br>

If they could have paid the price,<br>

They'd have hired Rosie Brice,<br>

Mrs. Brice:<br>

Who stands after every show<br>

Sellin' matches in the snow.<br>

Eddie:<br>

But in the world of grease paint,<br>

That's the way it goes.<br>

Both:<br>

We taught her everything--<br>

How to hoof and how to sing,<br>

We taught her how to wack<br>

A joke from here to Hackensack--ya, ha, ha, ha!<br>

We taught her everything,<br>

We taught her ev'rything she knows.<br>

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