All that work and what did it get me? Why did I it? Scrapbooks full of me in background. Give 'em love and what does it get ya? What does it get you One quick look as each of leaves you. All your life and what does it get ya? Thanks lot and out with the garbage, They take bows and you're battin zero
I had a dream I dreamed it you, Dad It wasn't for me, Dad And if it wasn't for me where would you be, Miss Rachel Berry
Well, someone tell me, when is it turn Don't I get a dream for myself Starting now it's gonna be my turn. Gangway, world, get off of my runway Starting now I bat a This time, boys I'm taking the bows and
Everything's coming up Kurt Everything's coming up Hummel Everything's up Kurt This time me (ha ha ha ha ha) For me! For me! For me! For me! Fooooor meeeeeee! Yeaaah!