Jason Robert Brown - Just One Step Lyrics
Murray,I am out here MurrayAnd I am not discussing this anymoreYou don't want to buy me the fur?Well, that's just fine MurrayIt's not like I'm asking for muchSince you won't buy me the dogOr the beach house in QuogueAs if you didn't have the moneyWhat else is new?I'm not gonna fight for a coatSo never mind, MurrayIf that's what's important to youAt least I know where I standSo, Murray, strike up the bandBecause the time has come for actionHere's what I'll doClearly, I'm not wanted anymoreNow I'm not so young and beautifulThat's okay, I've faced defeat beforeI'm not gonna kvetchAnd I'm not gonna cryIt's not gonna get me what I wantedSo I'm simply gonna take one stepOne tiny stepAnd MurrayJust one step, I'll be freeOne small stepJust so you shouldn't worryI'll be freeAnd you'll be rid of meIsn't that easy, Murray?Watch meYou think this is maybe a jokeWell, it's no joke, MurrayMurrayIt looks like they're forming a crowdLike eighty-five at the mostStill, front page of the PostMa, I think it's Maury PovichAnd Connie tooOh, hi Connie!Now you'll finally make your mother proudSince she never liked me anywayLook, she's throwing diamonds to the crowd!Just say the word and I'll come back insideBut until then I'll be happy just to knowThat I can always go and takeOne stepOne tiny step, and MurrayOne small step, adiosJust one step,Honey you'd better hurryOh, yes sir,Better give up that furTake it from, Old MurrayHere I...Whoops, almost fell MurrayThe mother of your childrenSplattered across Fifth AvenueIn a bloody heap, MurrayAnd it's all your faultYes, it's you who made the moneyCause it's you who owns the storeSo if you don't want to spend itThat's your rightBut it's you who bought the penthouseOn the fifty- seventh floorSo goodnight, cheapskate, goodnightYou think I don't know about her?Well, I do, MurrayYou think I don't know about thatOr the things that you sayTo your friends every dayI'm embarrassingI'm fatI'm demandingAnd controllingAnd whateverPerhaps it's trueHere's the place where I get what I've earnedWhy keep prying?Why be miserable?Lookit, MurraySomebody's concernedTrust in the windAnd I'll land in the crowdNo more complainingI'm trashy and loudWhat a sensational *****ing experienceFinally, Murray, I'm getting attentionAnd just one stepLook at where one step leads youOne small step takes you highHey, just one stepDown from the man who needs you***** the furJust send it down to herOh, fair thee wellAnd Murray, watch me flyMurray,Oh, I'm serious MurrayMurray!
