Second Hand Rose - Barbra Streisand

Father has a business

Strictly second-hand

Everything from toothpicks to a baby grand

Stuff in our apartment

Came from Father’s store

Even things I’m wearing, someone wore before

It’s no wonder that I feel abused

I never get a thing that ain’t been used

I’m wearing second-hand hats

Second-hand clothes

That’s why the call me Second Hand Rose

Even our piano in the parlor

Father bought for ten cents on the dollar

Second-hand pearls

I’m wearing second-hand curls

I never get a single thing that’s new

Even Jakie Cohen, he’s the man I adore

Had the nerve to tell me he’d been married before

Everyone knows that I’m just Second Hand Rose

From Second Avenue

I’m wearing second-hand shoes

Second-hand hose

All the girls hand me their second-hand beaus

Even my pajamas, when I don them

Have somebody else’s 'nitials on them

Second-hand rings

I’m sick of second-hand things

I never get what other girlies do

Once while strolling through the Ritz, a woman got my goat

She nudged her friend and said, «Oh, look, there goes my last year’s coat!»

Everyone knows that I’m just Second Hand Rose

From Second Avenue