Hello suckers, welcome back. Roxie's in there being looked over by the State Medical Examiner. She says she's gonna have a baby. Now why didn't I think of that?
  
  Can you imagine?
  I mean can you imagine?
  Do you believe it?
  I mean, do you believe it?
  
  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.
  
  Well, Doctor, is she or isn't she?
  She is!
  
  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, I couldn't say
  
  So, Doc, would you swear to that statement in court? - Oh, yeah. - Good...you wanna button your fly?
  
  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 than 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
  That whole world buys
  And nobody smells a rat.
  
  Can you imagine?
  I mean, can you imagine?
  
  Do you believe it?
  I mean, do you believe it?