“Pure Imagination”
Kurt:
Come with me, and you'll be
In a world of pure imagination

Finn:
Take a look and you'll see
Into your imagination

Tina:
We'll begin, with a spin
Traveling in a world of my creation

Artie:
What we'll see will defy explanation

Tina with New Directions:
If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Want to change the world?
There's nothing to it

Kurt:
There is no life I know
To compare with pure imagination

Finn:
Living there, you'll be free

Kurt, Finn and Tina:
If you truly wish to be

Kurt with New Directions:
If you want to view paradise
Simply look around and view it
Anything you want to, do it
Want to change the world?
There's nothing to it

Tina:
There is no life I know
To compare with pure imagination

Kurt:
Living there, you'll be free
If you truly

Finn, Kurt, Tina:
Wish to be

“ My Man ”
Oh my man, I love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright all right
What's the difference if I say
I'll go away
When I know I'll come back on my knees someday
For whatever my man is
I am his
forever more
Oh my man I love him so
He'll never know
All my life is just despair
But I don't care
When he takes me in his arms
The world is bright all right
What's the difference if I say
I'll go away
When I know I'll come back on my knees someday
For whatever my man is
I am his forever more

“Try a Little Tenderness”
Oh, she may be weary

Young girls they do get weary Wearing that same old shaggy dress, yeah yeah But when she gets weary Try a little tenderness, yeah yeah

You know she's waiting Just anticipating For things that she'll never never never never possess, yeah yeah But while she's there waiting, without them Try a little tenderness (that's all you gotta do)

It's not just sentimental, no no no She has her grief and care, yeah yeah yeah But the soft words they are spoke so gentle,

yeah It makes it easier, easier to bare, yeah

You won't regret it, no no Some girls they don't forget it Love is their only happiness, yeah But it's all so easy All you gotta do is try,

try a little tenderness, yeah All you gotta do is man, hold her where you want her

Squeeze her, don't tease her, never leave her Get to her drop drop Just try a little tenderness, ooh yeah yeah yeah You got to know how to love her,

man, you'll be surprised, man You've got to squeeze her,

don't tease her, never leave You've got to hold her and rub her softly Try a little tenderness, ooh yeah yeah yeah You've got to rub her gentle man,

don't bruise her, no no You've got to love her, squeeze her, don't tease her Gotta drop nah nah nah drop Try a little tenderness, yeah, watch her groove You've gotta to know what to do, man Take this advice

“Some People”
Some people can get a thrill
Knitting sweaters and sitting still
That's OK for some people
Who don't know they're alive
Some people can thrive and bloom
Living life in the living room
That's perfect for some people
Of one hundred and five
But I at least gotta try
When I think of
All the sights that I gotta see
All the places I gotta play
All the things I gotta be at
Come on Papa
What do you say?
Some people can be content
Playing bingo and paying rent
That's peachy for some people
For some hum-drum people to be
But some people ain't me!
I had a dream
A wonderful dream, Papa
All about June in the Orpheum Circuit
Gimme a chance and I know I can work it! I had a dream
Just as real as can be, Papa
There I was in Mr. Orpheum's office
And he was saying to me
"Rose, get yourself some new orchestrations
New routines and red velvet curtains
Get a feathered hat for the baby
Photographs in front of the theater
Get an agent and in jig time
You'll be being booked in the big time!"
Oh, what a dream!
A wonderful dream, Papa!
And all that I need is eighty-eight bucks, Papa
That's what he said
Only eighty-eight bucks
**"you ain't getting eighty-eight cents from me, Rose"
Well I'll get it someplace else! But I'll get it! And I'll get my kids out!"**
Goodbye to blueberry pie!
Good riddance to all the socials I had to go to
All the lodges I had to play
All the shruners I said hello to
Hey L.A. I'm comin' your way!
Some people sit on their butts
Got the dream, Yeah, but not the guts
That's living for some people
For some hum-drum people
I suppose
Well, they can stay and rot!
But not Rose!!!

**- Isn't said or sung in the song, but in the lyrics