[Mrs. brice]

At least she got you a good job

What am I but a built in babysitter?

My work is done

My work is done.

[Eddie]

Our work is done

She doesn't need us

She'll have cake

We'll have crumbs

Be careful of the stage door

Here she comes

Here she comes

Hello, fanny, hello.

[Mrs. brice]

Hello, fanny, it's me, mama

What do you mean, "mama who?"

[Eddie]

It's good to see her from afar.

[Mrs. brice]

I lost a daughter but I gained a star.

[Eddie]

And who taught her everything she knows?

I taught her everything she knows

She sings like a bird

Yes, indeed

But who used to stand there

And feed her the seed?

Who taught her how to pick her clothes?

[Mrs. brice]

Eddie, that I did.

[Eddie]

Who taught her how to tap her toes?

Will she admit it?

Kid, you said it

They all forget they know ya

When it comes to credit

Tell me, have you ever seen her take this pose?

I taught her everything

How to hoof and how to sing

I taught her everything she knows.

[Mrs. brice]

Who taught her everything she knows?

[Eddie]

Let me hear it, rosie.

[Mrs. brice]

I taught her everything she knows.

[Eddie]

You're preachin' to the choir.

[Mrs. brice]

That mischievous smile

The devil may care

You don't pull

Such mannerisms

Out of thin air

The men who are older might prefer

The original manufacturer.

[Both]

It hurts me to say it

But why not be fair?

When you see her on the stage

You're seeing me there.

[Mrs. brice]

She still has trouble executing one of those, yeah...

[Eddie]

If they could have paid the price

They'd have hired rosie brice.

[Mrs. brice]

Who stands after every show

Selling matches in the snow?

[Eddie]

But in the world of grease paint

That's the way it goes.

[Both]

We taught her everything

How to hoof and how to sing

We taught her how to whack

A joke from here to hackensack.

[Eddie]

We taught her everything.

[Mrs. brice]

We taught her everything.

[Both]

We taught her everything she knows.