Belle Of 14th Street Songtext
von Barbra Streisand

And now, the voice that sings in thousands of your homes
On the new, waxed phonograph cylinder
That wild flower of Broadway
That headline star of New York′s glittering Rialto
The Belle of 14th Street herself

And a good man is hard to find
You always get the other kind
Just when you think that he is your type
You look for him and find him fooling 'round some other girl

Then you rave, you even pray to see him
Laying in his grave
So if your man is nice, take my advice
And hug him in the morning
Kiss him every night
Give him plenty loving
Mm, treat him right
′Cause a good man nowadays is hard to find


You know, girls, as you play the game of love
You put your heart on the spin of the dice
And when the dealer turns up the jack of spades
When the chips fall where they may, or pay the price
Yes, girls, but a woman's gotta keep in mind
Even if she's the queen of hearts, he may discard her
And though the next good man is mighty hard to find
Remember, girls, a good woman is even harder

Some of these days, you′re gonna miss me honey
Some of these days, you′re gonna feel so lonely
You'll miss my hugging, you′ll miss my kissing
You'll miss me, honey, when you go away

I′ll feel so lonely, for you only
And you know, honey, that you had your ways
So when you leave me, you know it'll grieve me
You′ll miss your rare, hot mama some of these days

You'll miss my huggin' in the morning
My kissing at night
You′re never gonna find another girl
Who can treat you so right
You′ll miss your mama, some of these days