Welcome To the 60's

Tracy, I haven't left this house in, in years

Then isn't it time you did?

Oh, no, Tracy, you have your father meet with him

I don't want to be seen like this

The neighbors haven't seen me since I was a size ten

Don't make me do it, Tracy

Ma, it's changing out there

You'll like it, people who are different? Their time is coming

Hey, Mama, hey, Mama, look around

Everybody's groovin' to a brand new sound

Hey, Mama, hey, Mama, follow me

I know something's in you that you wanna set free

So let go, go, go of the past now

Say hello to the love in your heart

Yes, I know that the world's spinning fast now

You gotta get yourself a brand new start

Hey, Mama, welcome to the sixties

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, Mama, welcome to the sixties

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Go, Mama, go, go, go

Welcome to the sixties

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Hey, Mama

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey, Mama, hey, Mama, have some fun

I haven't left this house since 1951

Hey, Mama, hey, Mama, take a chance

Oh, Tracy, it's been years since someone asked me to dance

So let go, go, go of the past now

Say hello to the light in your eyes

Yes, I know that the world's spinning fast now

But you gotta run the race to win the prize

Hey, Mama, welcome to the sixties

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, Mama, welcome to the sixties

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Go, Mama, go, go, go

Welcome to the sixties

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Hey, Mama

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey, Mama, welcome to the sixties

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, Mama, welcome to the sixties

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Go, Mama, go, go, go

Welcome to the sixties

Oh, oh, oh, oh

Hey, Mama

Hey, Mama

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Welcome to the rhythm of a brand new day

Take your old-fashioned fears

And just throw them away

You should add some color and a fresh new 'do

'Cause it's time for a star who looks just like you

There's my shining star, fantastic to meet you, I'm Mr. Pinky

It's so nice to meet you

Tracy, is this your older sister?

Flattery will not distract Ms. Turnblad's agent

Fifty-four double-D?

Triple-E

I hit the motherload

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Welcome to the sixties

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, Mama, welcome to the sixties

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Go, Mama, go, go, go

Don't you let nobody try to steal your fun

'Cause a little touch of lipstick never hurt no one

The future's got a million roads for you to choose

But you'll walk a little taller in some high-heel shoes

And once you find the style that makes you feel like you

Something fresh, something new

Come on out, hear us shout

Mama, that's your cue

Hey, Tracy, hey, baby, look at me

I'm the cutest chickie that ya ever did see

Hey, Tracy, hey, baby, look at us

Where is there a team that's half as fabulous?

I let go, go, go of the past now

Said hello to this red carpet ride

Yes, I know that the world's spinning fast now

Tell Lollabrigida to step aside

Your mama's welcoming the sixties

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Oh, your mama's welcoming the sixties

Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh

Go, Mama, go, go, go

Welcome to the sixties

Open the door for the girl who has more

She's a star, Tracy, go, go, go

Hey, Mama, welcome to the sixties

Your mama's hip (Hip)

Your mama's in (In, Mama)

Your mama's looking at herself and wonderin', "Where you been?" (Where you been?)

Your mama's lit (Lit)

She's all aglow (Glow, Mama)

Your mama once was holding back and Mama's gotta let go, go, go (Go, go, go)

Welcome to the 6 to the 0 to the apostrophe S

Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah

Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa

Yeah, ye-yeah, ye-ye-ye-yeah, ye-ye-ye-yeah, ye-yeah, yeah

Oh, yeah, oh, yeah, woo (Go, Mama, go, go, go)

Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh

Go, Mama, go, go, go