Lyrics

It's so wonderful to be back in Manhattan! The daily press is here to meet my boat There simply are no words, and you may quote America, your wait is through! At this, my new New York debut I cannot wait to reinstate my shop Back on top! Why it's wicked, You opening up your new salon right down the street from Elizab- WE DON'T SPEAK-A THAT NAME! That name is verboten. The 'American Beauty Rose'? You know what every garden needs, Harry? A little wandering Jew. The sad fact is that Europe's gone insane To add to this, I have such family strain My sons don't call, my husband cheats Now they can pay their own receipts I'm back on top! Up high In Bauhaus lettering am I So modern you could die! The stainless steel, the chic decor Black terrazzo on the floor Top to bottom glamour I supply Right? The lucky thing before the Wall Street crash My intuition told me, 'take the cash!' Then I sold out, made a mint But I like more my name in print Right back on top! The skin I chart from hairline down to chin Find out which group you're in: The normal, dry, or oily zone Flaky, dry, or blemish-prone Beauty, science Like it's never been! The face of progress overtakes the past The constant change of life comes fierce and fast And speaking of your change of life: Your men won't seek a younger wife With epidermal firming créme Your timeless youth will dazzle them A month from now they'll stand in line And dammit! You'll see Rubinstein is back on I'm back on top! Right?
Writer(s): Scott Frankel, Michael Korie Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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