Trust me, Belle, I understand
Why you felt so fed up when they cast you
As yourself again
How these jobs all blend to one
Till even your mother can't pick you out
From a crowded room
And I'll walk all the way
From Essex street
Up to Broadway
And all the shows are the same ones that were on
When I still had that keychain that you lost
Belle turns over her rocks glass
See what I've become oh since you left me
To my own devices
I said, Belle, don't talk like that
You know there's more inside you than just whiskey
Oh and cigarettes
And I'll walk all the way
From Essex street
Up to Broadway
And all the shows are the same ones that were on
When I still had that keychain that you lost
Go on Belle and let it out
Go on Belle, let it out
Go on Belle, just let it out, oh
Belle's in every building now
Ringing out from Flushing, Queens to Chelsea
Down to Chinatown
She's marching in the parade
I'm stuck cleaning up the ticker tape
From the fire escape
And I'll walk all the way
From Essex street
Up to Broadway
And all the shows are the same ones that were on
When I still had that keychain that you lost