(Verse)
[COSTARD]
The butcher, the baker
The grocer, the clerk
Are secretly unhappy men because
The butcher, the baker
The grocer, the clerk
Get paid for what they do, but no applause
They'd gladly bid their dreary jobs goodbye
For anything theatrical, and why?
(Chorus)
[COSTARD]
There's no business
Like show business
Like no business
I know
Everything about it is appealing
Everything the traffic will allow
Nowhere could you get that happy feeling
When you are stealing
That extra bow
[ENSEMBLE]
There's no people
Like show people
They smile when they are low
[COSTARD]
The butcher, the baker
The grocer, the clerk
Are secretly unhappy men because
The butcher, the baker
The grocer, the clerk
Get paid for what they do, but no applause
They'd gladly bid their dreary jobs goodbye
For anything theatrical, and why?
(Chorus)
[COSTARD]
There's no business
Like show business
Like no business
I know
Everything about it is appealing
Everything the traffic will allow
Nowhere could you get that happy feeling
When you are stealing
That extra bow
[ENSEMBLE]
There's no people
Like show people
They smile when they are low
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