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Alright, miss
But just one thing I wanna know
All the working and pushing and finagling
All the scheming and scrimping
All the lying-awake nights
Figuring how are we gonna get from one town to the next?
How do we all eat on a buck?
How do I make an act out of nothing?
What I'd do it for, hm?
You say I fought my whole life?
I fought your whole life
So tell me, what did I do it for?
I thought you did it for me, Momma
Written by: Jule Styne, Stephen Sondheim
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