I Know A Girl lyrics

Velma.
Can you imagine?
I mean, can you imagine?

Can you believe it?
I mean, can you believe?
I know a girl
A girl who lands on top
You could put her face into a pail of
Slop.
And she'd come up smelling like a rose.
How she does it, heaven knows.

Reporter.
Hold on, she's comin' out now. well, doc, is she or isn't she?

Velma.
(Spoken)
She is

Reporter.
She is!

Velma.
(Sung.)
I know a girl
A girl with so much luck
She could get run over by a two-ton
Truck
Then brush herself off and walk away
How she does it, couldn't say

Billy. (spoken.) Doc, would you swear to that statement in court.
Doctor. Yes
Billy. Good... uh... button your fly
[ Lyrics from: http://www.lyricsmode.com/lyrics/c/chicago_the_musical/i_know_a_girl.html ]
Velma. (sung.)
Whilst I
On the other hand
Put my face in a pail of slop
And I would smell like a pail of slop
I
On the other hand
Get run over by a truck
And I am deader that a duck

I know a girl
Who tells so many lies
Anything that's true
Would truly cross her eyes
But what that mouse is selling
The whole world buys
And nobody smells a rat.

Roxie.
(Spoken.) Oh please, ladies and gentlemen of the
Press-leave the two of us alone so we can rest.

Velma
(Spoken.)
The two of us?

(Sung.)
Can you imagine?
I mean, can you imagine?

Reporter.
(Spoken.) could I have one last picture please?

Roxie.
Oh sure anything for the press.

Velma (sung.)
Do you believe it?
I mean do you believe it?