Murray,

I am out here Murray 

And I am not discussing this anymore 



You don't want to buy me the fur?

Well, that's just fine Murray 

It's not like I'm asking for much 

Since you won't buy me the dog 

Or the beach house in Quogue

As if you didn't have the money 

What else is new?



I'm not gonna fight for a coat 

So never mind, Murray 

If that's what's important to you 

At least I know where I stand 

So, Murray, strike up the band 

Because the time has come for action 

Here's what I'll do 



Clearly, I'm not wanted anymore 

Now I'm not so young and beautiful 

That's okay, I've faced defeat before 

I'm not gonna kvetch 

And I'm not gonna cry 

It's not gonna get me what I wanted 



So I'm simply gonna take one step 

One tiny step 

And Murray 

Just one step, I'll be free 

One small step 

Just so you shouldn't worry 

I'll be free 

And you'll be rid of me 

Isn't that easy, Murray?

Watch me 



You think this is maybe a joke 

Well, it's no joke, Murray 

Murray 



It looks like they're forming a crowd 

Like eighty-five at the most 

Still, front page of the Post 

Ma, I think it's Maury Povich 

And Connie too 

Oh, hi Connie!



Now you'll finally make your mother proud 

Since she never liked me anyway 

Look, she's throwing diamonds to the crowd!



Just say the word and I'll come back inside 

But until then I'll be happy just to know 

That I can always go and take 



One step 

One tiny step, and Murray 

One small step, adios 

Just one step,

Honey you'd better hurry 

Oh, yes sir,

Better give up that fur 

Take it from, Old Murray 

Here I...



Whoops, almost fell Murray 

The mother of your children 

Splattered across Fifth Avenue 

In a bloody heap, Murray 

And it's all your fault 



Yes, it's you who made the money 

‘Cause it's you who owns the store 

So if you don't want to spend it 

That's your right 

But it's you who bought the penthouse 

On the fifty- seventh floor 

So goodnight, cheapskate, goodnight 



You think I don't know about her?

Well, I do, Murray 

You think I don't know about that 

Or the things that you say 

To your friends every day 

I'm embarrassing 

I'm fat 

I'm demanding 

And controlling 

And whatever 

Perhaps it's true 



Here's the place where I get what I've earned 

Why keep prying?

Why be miserable?

Lookit, Murray 

Somebody's concerned 

Trust in the wind 

And I'll land in the crowd 

No more complaining 

I'm trashy and loud 

What a sensational fucking experience 

Finally, Murray, I'm getting attention 



And just one step 

Look at where one step leads you 

One small step takes you high 

Hey, just one step 

Down from the man who needs you 



Fuck the fur 

Just send it down to her 

Oh, fair thee well 

And Murray, watch me fly 



Murray,

Oh, I'm serious Murray 

Murray!