Texty: A.C.T.. Little Do They Know.

Chorus:
So the star needs a stage
To change her clothes
And the natives are restless
Their anxiety shows

He:
And their hostile posture
Seems to say

She:
When will she be back?

He:
Who the hell are they?

Chorus:
But the knowledgable gypsy knows
It's ridiculous to throw a fit
That's the way things are
When they pay to see a star

He:
But...

Chorus:
Little do they know
And little do they see
Without us paying court
Without us in support
How lousy she might be

She:
When we go...
[Music plays]

He:
They don't even stir

Chorus:
When we go...
[Music plays]

Chorus:
They only look at her

Girls:
Such inequality

Men:
Little do they know

Girls:
Ooh-wah, ooh-wah

Men:
That we are even there

Girls:
Ooh-wah, ooh-wah


Chorus:
Yes, that's the gypsy's curse
And what is even worse
Little do they care

Men:
Mornings at the bar

Women:
Mornings at the bar

Men:
Sweating through the class

Girls:
Sweating through the class

Girl #1:
Yet she's the one they spot

Girl #2:
No matter what you got

Girl #3:
On how you posturesque

Chorus:
If the like...
[Music plays]

Chorus:
We didn't hear the proof
Yet she goes...
[music plays]

Chorus:
And hear them raise the roof
Talk about equity
Gotta have a dream

Girls:
Ah ah ah ah

Men:
That isn't mine alone

Girls:
Ah ah ah

Chorus:
Each gypsy that you see
Is just the same as me
The fact is why we know
Someday I'll go so far
That I'll become a star
With gypsy's of my own!