Andrea McArdle and Orphans - It's a Hard-Knock Life

It's the hard-knock life for us
It's the hard-knock life for us

'Steada treated

We get tricked

'Steada kisses

We get kicked

It's the hard-knock life
Got no folks to speak of, so
It's the hard-knock row we how

Cotton blankets

'Steada of wool

Empty bellies

'Steada of full

It's the hard-knock life

Don't if feel like the wind is always howln'?

Don't it seem like there's never any light

Once a day, don't you wanna throw the towel in?

It's easier than puttin' up a fight

No one's there when your dreams at night get creepy
No one cares if you grow or if you shrink
No one dries when your eyes get wet an' weepy

From the cryin' you would think this place's a sink
Oh

Empty belly life
Rotten smelly life
Full of sorrow life
No tomorrow life

Santa Claus we never see

Santa Claus, what's that who's he?

No one cares for you a smidge
When you're in an orphanage

It's the hard-knock life

You'll stay up till this dump shines like the top of the Chrysler Building

Yank the whiskers from her chin
Jab her with a safety Pin
Make her drink a mickey finn
I love you, Miss Hannigan

It's the hard-knock life for us
No one cares for you a smidge
When your in an orphanage

It's the hard-knock life
It's the hard-knock life
It's the hard-knock life

Written by:
Charles Strouse, Martin Charnin

Publisher:
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., Warner Chappell Music, Inc.

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