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 The name on everybody's lips is gonna be

 Roxie

 The lady rakin' in the chips is gonna be

Roxie

She's gonna be a celebrity

 That means somebody everyone knows

They're gonna recognize her eyes

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Her hair, her teeth, her feet, her nose

 Who's gonna keep Chicago hot? Combustible

 Roxie

 You've never sen a biger show.

 And when she does that hootchie-koo,

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she'll tear the balcony in two,

Go, go,

Roxie

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go!

 They're gonna wait outside in line to get to see

 Roxie

 Think of those autographs she'll sign, "Good luck to you,

Roxie"

And she'll appear in a lavaliere

 That goes all the way down to her waist

Here a ring, there a ring

Everywhere a ring a ling

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But always the in the best of

Taste

 The windy city's gonna shake from hurricane

 Roxie

 More kick than old O'leary's cow.

 So get inside and grab a seat

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before she kocks you off your feet

Here comes Rox-

ie now!