Unhappy, unhappy
Very unhappy
Unhappy, unhappy
Very, very, very, very, very, very, very unhappy
Unhappy, unhappy
Very, very, very, very, very, very, very unhappy
I spend my life accounting
With figures and such
To what is my life amounting?
It figures not much
I have a secret desire
Hiding deep in my soul
It sets my heart afire
To see me in this role
I wanna be a producer
With a hit show on Broadway
I wanna be a producer
Lunch at Sardi's everyday
I wanna be a producer
Sport a top hat and a cane
I wanna be a producer
And drive those girls insane
I wanna be a producer
And sleep until half past two
I wanna be a producer
And say you, you, you-- not you!
I wanna be a producer
Wear a tux on opening night
I wanna be a producer
And see my name (Leo Bloom) in lights
He wants to be a producer
Of a great big Broadway smash
He wants to be a producer
Every pocket stuffed with cash
He wants to be a producer
Pinch our cheeks 'til we cry
Ouch! Eek! Ooh! Oh! Ow! Yes!
He wants to be a producer
With a great big casting couch
I wanna be! (He wants to be!)
I wanna be! (He wants to be!)
I wanna be the greatest, grandest and most fabulous producer in the world!
(He's got a diamond, a duchess and a duke)
I just got to be a producer
Drink champagne until I puke
(Drink champagne 'til he pukes!)
I wanna be a producer
Show the world just what I've got
I'm gonna put on shows
That will enthral 'em
Read my name in Rachel's Column
I wanna be a producer
Because it's everything I'm not
(Unhappy, unhappy)
I wanna be a producer
Wait a minute
Hold everything...
Hold everything!
Mr Bialystock was right
There is a lot more to me than there is to me
Stop the world...
I wanna get on!
I'm gonna be a producer
(He's gonna be a producer)
Look out Broadway
'Cause here I come!