Fanny Brice - Second Hand Rose Lyrics

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 get 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
Daddy 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 Jake, the plumber, he's a man I adore
He had the nerve to tell me he's been married before
Everyone knows that I'm just
Second-hand Rose
From second Avenue
From Second Avenue
New?