Sadie, Sadie

Barbra Streisand · Funny Girl [original soundtrack] [1968]

This is [Incomprehensible]

What a beautiful beautiful night



Sadie, Sadie, married lady

See what's on my hand

There's nothing quiet as touching

As a simple wedding bell



Oh, how 'bout marriage license works

On chambermaids and hotel clerks

The honeymoon was such delight

That we got married that same night



Sadie, Sadie, married lady

Sadie, you did the trick

Not every girl can get herself

A guy who looks like Nick



To tell the truth, it hurt my pride

The groom was prettier than the bride

Sadie, Sadie, married lady, that's me



We're sailing on, so Rosy dear

Bring chicken soup down to the pier

Sadie, Sadie, married lady, that's me



Sadie, Sadie, married lady

Meet a mortgagee

The owner of an icebox

With a ten-year guarantee



Oh, sit me in the softest seat

Quick, a cushion for my feet

Do for me, buy for me, lift me, carry me

Finally got a guy to marry me

I do my nails, read up on sales

All day the records play



Then he comes home, I tell him

Oye, what a day I had today

I swear I'll do my wifely job

Just sit at home become a slob



A husband, a house

And the beautiful reflection

Of my loves affection

Sadie, Sadie, married lady, that's me