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Father has a business strictly second hand Everything from toothpicks to a baby-grand Stuff in our apartment came from fathers store Even things Im wearing someone wore before Its no wonder that I feel abused I never get a thing that aint been used Im wearing second hand hats Second hand clothes Thats why they call me Second hand Rose Even our piano in the parlor Father bought for ten cents on the dollar Second hand pearls Im sick of second hand curls I never get a single think thats new Even Jake, the plumber, hes a man I adore Had the nerve to tell me hes been married before! Everyone knows that Im just Second hand Rose From second Avenue! From Second Avenue! Nu! One more time! Everyone knows that Im just Second hand Rose (From second Avenue!) From what? Lets see if you know the fills! Once while strooling Through the Ritz a girl got my goat... (She nudged her friend And said oh look there goes My old fur coat) You dont need me! Everyone knows that Im just Second hand Rose From Second Avenue! (Ya cant beat the egg-creams!) Good! Second Avenue! (There is more between me And Fifth Avenue, I tell ya) Right! Second Avenue!
