Rain on the Roof / Ah, Paris! / Broadway Baby (Medley)-Norma Atallah
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Listen to the rain on the roof go
Pit-pitty-pat pit-pitty-pat-pitty
Sit kitty cat We won't get home for hours
Relax and Listen to the rain on the roof go
Plunk-planka-plink Plunk-planka-plink-planka
Let's have a drink And shelter from the showers
Rain rain don't go away
Fill up the sky
Rain through the night
We'll stay cozy and dry
Listen to the rain on the roof go
Pit-pitty-pat-Plunk-a-plink-Plank
Pity that It's not a hurricane
Listen - plink - to the - Lovely rain
New York has neon Berlin has bars
But ah Paris
Shanghai has silk and Madrid guitars
But ah Paris
In Cairo you find bizarre bazaars
In London - pip pip You sip tea
But when it comes to love
None of the above
Compares Compris
So if it's making love That you're thinking of
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Paris
I have seen the ruins of Rome
I've been in the igloos of Nome
I have gone to Moscow It's very gay
Well anyway On the first of May
I have seen Rangoon and Soho
And I like them more than so-so
But when there's a moon
Goodbye Rangoon
Hello Montmartre
Hello
Peking has rickshaws New Orleans jazz
But ah Paris
Beirut has sunshine - that's all it has
But ah Paris
Constantinople has Turkish baths
And Athens that lovely debris
Carlsbad may have a spa But for ooh-Ia-Ia
You come with me
Carlsbad is where you're cured After you have toured
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Paris
I'm just a Broadway Baby
Walking off my tired feet
Pounding 42nd Street To be in a show
Broadway Baby
Learning how to sing and dance
Waiting for that one big chance To be in a show
Gee I'd like to be On some marquee
All twinkling lights
A spark To pierce the dark
From Battery Park To Washington Heights
Some day maybe All my dreams will be repaid
Hell I'd even play the maid To be in a show
Say Mr Producer
I'm talking to you sir
I don't need a lot
Only what I got
Plus a tube of greasepaint and a follow-spot
I'm a Broadway Baby
Slaving at a five-and-ten
Dreaming of the great day when I'll be in a show
Broadway Baby
Making rounds all afternoon
Eating at a greasy spoon To save on my dough
At My tiny flat
There's just my cat A bed and a chair
Still I'll stick it till
I'm on a bill All over Times Square
Broadway Baby walking off my tired feet Pounding 42nd Street To be in a show/New York has neon Berlin has bars But ah Paris Shanghai Has silk and Madrid/Listen to the rain on the roof go Pit-pitty-pat
Working for a nice man Like a Ziegfeld or a Weismann
In a great big Broadway Show
Pit-pitty-pat pit-pitty-pat-pitty
Sit kitty cat We won't get home for hours
Relax and Listen to the rain on the roof go
Plunk-planka-plink Plunk-planka-plink-planka
Let's have a drink And shelter from the showers
Rain rain don't go away
Fill up the sky
Rain through the night
We'll stay cozy and dry
Listen to the rain on the roof go
Pit-pitty-pat-Plunk-a-plink-Plank
Pity that It's not a hurricane
Listen - plink - to the - Lovely rain
New York has neon Berlin has bars
But ah Paris
Shanghai has silk and Madrid guitars
But ah Paris
In Cairo you find bizarre bazaars
In London - pip pip You sip tea
But when it comes to love
None of the above
Compares Compris
So if it's making love That you're thinking of
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Paris
I have seen the ruins of Rome
I've been in the igloos of Nome
I have gone to Moscow It's very gay
Well anyway On the first of May
I have seen Rangoon and Soho
And I like them more than so-so
But when there's a moon
Goodbye Rangoon
Hello Montmartre
Hello
Peking has rickshaws New Orleans jazz
But ah Paris
Beirut has sunshine - that's all it has
But ah Paris
Constantinople has Turkish baths
And Athens that lovely debris
Carlsbad may have a spa But for ooh-Ia-Ia
You come with me
Carlsbad is where you're cured After you have toured
Ah-ah-ah-ah-ah
Paris
I'm just a Broadway Baby
Walking off my tired feet
Pounding 42nd Street To be in a show
Broadway Baby
Learning how to sing and dance
Waiting for that one big chance To be in a show
Gee I'd like to be On some marquee
All twinkling lights
A spark To pierce the dark
From Battery Park To Washington Heights
Some day maybe All my dreams will be repaid
Hell I'd even play the maid To be in a show
Say Mr Producer
I'm talking to you sir
I don't need a lot
Only what I got
Plus a tube of greasepaint and a follow-spot
I'm a Broadway Baby
Slaving at a five-and-ten
Dreaming of the great day when I'll be in a show
Broadway Baby
Making rounds all afternoon
Eating at a greasy spoon To save on my dough
At My tiny flat
There's just my cat A bed and a chair
Still I'll stick it till
I'm on a bill All over Times Square
Broadway Baby walking off my tired feet Pounding 42nd Street To be in a show/New York has neon Berlin has bars But ah Paris Shanghai Has silk and Madrid/Listen to the rain on the roof go Pit-pitty-pat
Working for a nice man Like a Ziegfeld or a Weismann
In a great big Broadway Show
