Lyrics Medley - Barbra Streisand
I'm
wearing...
Secondhand
shoes
Secondhand
hoes
All
the
girls
hand
me
Their
secondhand
beaus
Even
my
pajamas
When
I
don
'em
Have
somebody
else's
initials
On
'em
Secondhand
rings
Mmmm...
secondhand
things
I
never
get
what
other
girlies
do
Once
while
strolling
through
the
Ritz
A
girl
got
my
goat
She
nudged
her
friend
and
said
"Oh,
look!
there
goes
my
old
fur
coat!"
I
don't
believe
in
frettin'
and
grievin'
Why
mess
around
with
strife?
I
never
was
cut
out
to
step
and
strut
out
Give
me
the
simple
life
Some
find
it
pleasant
Dining
on
pheasant
Those
things
roll
off
my...
comb?
Just
serve
me
tomatoes
And
mashed
potatoes
Anyplace
I
hang
my
hat
is
home!
Oh
I
got
plenty
of
nothin'
And
nothin's
plenty
for
me
I
got
no
car
I
got
no
mule
I
got
no
misery
Don't
you
see?
I
got
no
lock
on
my
door
That's
okay
with
me
Cuz
the
things
that
I
prize
Like
the
stars
in
the
skies
Are
all
free
Oh,
I
got
plenty
of
nothin'
And
nothin'
is
plenty
For
me
Once
I
built
a
railroad
Made
it
run
Made
it
race
against
time
Once
I
built
a
railroad
Now
it's
done
Brother,
can
you
spare
a
dime?
Say,
don't
you
remember
They
called
me
"Al?"
It
was
Al
all
the
time.
Say,
don't
you
remember
I'm
your
pal?
(sobs)
Buddy,
can
ya
spare
A
dime?
Nobody
knows
ya
When
you're
down
and
out
In
your
pocket,
Not
one
penny
And
your
friends,
well,
you
haven't
any
Soon
as
you
get
on
your
feet
again,
Everybody,
everybody
is
your
long
lost
friend
It's
mighty
strange,
Without
a
doubt,
But
nobody
knows
ya
When
your
down
and
out
Oh,
everyone
knows
That
I'm
just
secondhand
rose
From
second
avenue
Ya
can't
beat
the
egg
creams!
From
second
aven--
There's
more
between
me
and
fifth
avenue
than
three
blocks
I'll
tell
ya
Second
avenue
The
flowers
in
spring,
The
robins
that
sing
The
sunbeams
that
shine,
They're
yours,
they're
mine
And
love
can
come
To
anyone
Because
the
best
things
in
life
Are
free!
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