Second Hand Rose

Father has a business, strictly second-hand

Everything from toothpicks to a baby grand

Stuff in our apartment came from father's store

Even clothes I'm wearing someone wore before

It's no wonder that I feel abused

I never had a thing that ain't been used

I'm wearing second-hand hats, second-hand clothes

That's why they call me "Second-hand Rose"

Even our piano in the parlor

Father bought for ten cents on the dollar

Second-hand pearls, I'm sick of second-hand curls

I never get a single thing that's new

Even Jake, the plumber, he's the one I adore

Had the nerve to tell me he's been married before

Everyone knows that I'm just "Second-hand Rose"

From Second Avenue

I’m wearing second-hand hose, second-hand gloves

All the girls hand me their second-hand beaus

Even my pajamas when I done ’em

Got somebody else’s ’nitials on ’em

Second-hand rings, I’m tired of second-hand things

I never get a single thing that's new

Once while strolling through the Ritz, a girl got

my goat

She nudged her friend and said, "Oh, look, there's

my old fur coat!”

Everyone knows I’m only "Second-hand Rose"

From Second Avenue