(VELMA)
Front step, cha-cha-cha.
Back step, cha-cha-cha.
Side step, front step,
Back, and turn.
(TRACY)
(PENNY)
(VELMA)
Front step, cha-cha-cha.
Back step, cha-cha-cha.
Side step, front step,
Back, and t-
(AMBER)
(VELMA)
Oh, my God, how times have changed!
These girls must be blind or completely deranged.
But time seemed to halt
When I was Miss Baltimore
Crabs.
(AMBER)
(VELMA)
You can laugh, but life's a test.
Don't do this, don't do that! Remember- Mother knows best.
For the crown's in the vault
From when I won Miss Baltimore
Crabs.
(AMBER)
(VELMA)
Those poor runner-ups might still hold some grudges.
They padded their cups, but I screwed the judges.
Those broads thought they'd win
If a plate they would spin in their dance.
Ha! Not a chance!
(COUNCIL MEMBERS)
(VELMA)
(AMBER)
(VELMA)
Oh, I hit the stage, batons ablaze!
While belting Aida and preparing souffles!
But that triple somersault
Is how I clinched Miss Baltimore
Crabs!
(VELMA)
(TAMMY)
(TRACY)
(AMBER)
(COUNCIL MEMBERS)
(VELMA)
No desserts for Miss Baltimore
Crabs.
(AMBER)
(VELMA)
If I wasn't Miss Baltimore Crabs.
(AMBER)
(LINK)
(VELMA)
(TRACY)
(VELMA)
First impressions can be tough and when I saw you, I knew it.
If your size weren't enough, your last answer just blew it.
And so, my dear, so short and stout,
You'll never be in, so we're kicking you out!
With your form and your face, oh, but it isn't your fault.
You're just down with a case of Miss
Baltimore Crabs!
(TRACY)
(PENNY)
(LITTLE INEZ)
(VELMA)
'Cause I am Miss Baltimore
Crabs!
(COUNCIL MEMBERS)
Crabs, crabs, crabs!
Writer(s): Marc Shaiman, Scott Michael Wittman
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