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Off-Broadway Musical
Hot Mess In Manhattan - Own It Lyrics
(Music by Brian Lowdermilk; Lyrics by Kait Kerrigan)
MESS
I need a job.
GAY
You need to reinvent the woman you’ll be.
MESS
I need to sell my soul.
GAY
You can’t let facts control destiny.
The world is waiting at your beck and call.
But you’ve got more drag than Rupaul.
You need the dream.
You need a life so badass I envy you.
MESS
I need my rent.
GAY
You need to find your inner penthouse with a view.
Unless you dare say Carrie Bradshaw lied,
Let the trifecta be your guide.
If you want the pad, the man and the money,
Oh oh honey,
You got to own it.
Own it.
Bring the city to its knees.
Own it.
Own it.
Make it beg “please.”
You gotta fake it til you take the plunge to dominate.
There ain’t no saint alive who’s saint enough
to tolerate your doubt and self pity.
Girl, you got to own it.
Own this city.
You’ll get a man.
MESS
My Mr. Big.
GAY
Or some hot heir to a throne.
MESS
Wearing Manolo Blahniks,
BOTH
Trading gin and tonics for Patron.
GAY
‘Cause if the girl looks like a pedigree,
BOTH
She knows that these goods don’t come for free.
MESS
If I want -
GAY
If you want -
BOTH
The pad, the man and the money.
Oh oh honey.
MESS
Own it. Own it.
GAY
Bring the city to its knees.
MESS
I’ve gotta own it.
Own it.
GAY
Get it beggin’ “please.”
You gotta fake it til you take the plunge to dominate.
BOTH
There ain’t no saint alive
MESS
Who’s saint enough to tolerate my doubt.
GAY
And self pity.
MESS
Girl, I got to own it.
BOTH
Own this city.
MESS
Always feeling outside the city.
Someday, somehow, could it be mine?
Hoping, trying to know this city.
Begging, praying for just one sign.
What if I don’t ever find that sense of peace,
That peace of mind?
GAY (simultaneous)
You got the goods.
So now change your mood.
You got a bad attitude.
Oh, girl.
Own it.
Girl, own it.
You got the goods.
So now change your mood.
You got a bad attitude.
Oh, girl.
Own it.
Girl, own it.
BOTH
Always reaching for perfection.
Never knowing what direction.
MESS
How will my life fall into line?
GAY
Just quit your whining!
BOTH
Own it.
Own it.
MESS
Bring the city to its knees.
GAY
You gotta
BOTH
Own it.
Own it.
GAY
Make it beg “please.”
MESS
You gotta
BOTH
Fake it til you take the plunge to dominate.
There ain’t no saint alive who’s saint enough
to tolerate my doubt and self pity.
MESS
Girl, I got to –
GAY
Girl, you got to –
MESS
Girl -
GAY
It’s not what you are,
BOTH
But one thing alone:
GAY
You are what you own.
MESS
Own it.
Own it.
You are what you own.
GAY
Own it.
Own it.
BOTH
You are what you own!
Copyright © 2014 Kerrigan-Lowdermilk. All rights reserved.
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