"Go Home, Kid"

Mama Jean:

Have you met the shady characters that hang out on the street
After the shops close in Manhattan and the cops are off their beat
Do you know the dirty secrets that can keep you on your feet
Long after midnight when the pickings are the best

Kid, you're a thousand dollar baby with a million dollar grin
You're used to silver spoons and private rooms and caviar and gin
You're bleeding dollar signs while most of us are barely bleeding tin
Go home to daddy and his money while you can
Get out of town now, honey,

Pack up your bags, cause baby I know
This town's a dance that few can tango
Mama knows best, so baby you're in for a treat

All:
Listen to the beat
Feel the rhythm
It's the city that never sleeps
If you don't watch out, you'll be listening
From the bottom of a garbage heap
It's a dog-eat-cat-eat-mouse-eat-dirt
If you're not the best then you'll be the worst
Give up, get out, there's wolves about
And you're on the menu,
Who wants dessert?
Go home, kid.
Go home, kid.

Urchins:
Pretty ladies don't last long here
They can't take the city life
They're better suited to a mansion as some rich guy's pretty wife
You may be good with all your silver, but I'm better with my knife
It's nothing personal, that's just the way it is

Mama Jean:
Pack up your bags, cause baby I know
This town's a dance that few can tango
Mama knows best, so baby you're in for a treat

All:
Listen to the beat
Feel the rhythm
It's the city that never sleeps
If you don't watch out, you'll be listening
From the bottom of a garbage heap
It's a dog-eat-cat-eat-mouse-eat-dirt
If you're not the best then you'll be the worst
Give up, get out, there's wolves about
And you're on the menu,
Who wants dessert?
Go home, kid.
Go home, kid.

Jane:
Forgive me if I seem abrupt,
I don't meant to interrupt,
But my life's always been corrupted
by the ties that bind
It's not worth the price you pay to be
Part of the aristocracy
It's not a democracy,
My life was never mine

I can feel the beat,
feel the rhythm
In this city that never sleeps
I will not back down,
I will never rest til I'm standing on the top of the heap

All:
It's a dog-eat-cat-eat-mouse-eat-dirt
If you're not the best than you'll be the worst,
Give up
Jane: Never
All: Get out
Jane: No!
All: Go home...

Mama Jean:
(slower) You can never understand
If you don't know the rhythm and
the beat of the street
Oh, honey, the way a lonely baby cries
As it bids its final prayer goodbye
in the heat of the street

You're so insecure, and baby, I know why
You're just too immature to have the will to survive
You're just a few cards short of the whole damn deck,
While the rest of us deuces wait for one good trick

Honey, the city is tough, it's no place for little girls
So go back home to your papa and your  pearls
The beauty pageant's over, and the winner was a knife
So take it from your mama, baby, run for your life

The monsters in your closet have come out to play
The honeymoon is over, but the full (howled) moooooooooooooon's here to stay
Now listen to your mama, girl, don't make me tell you twice
You were never born to be a creature of the night
If I were you I'd turn my tail and run til I can fly...
So sayonara, seniorita, say your prayers and say goodbye,
Go home, kid....
Go home, kid...

All:
(howl) Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooo...