Welcome to the 60’s
Nikki Blonsky & John Travolta Lyrics

(Tracy, I haven't left this house in years)
(Then isn't it time you did)
(Oh no, Tracy, we'll have your father meet with him)
(I, I don't want to be seen like this)
(The neighbors haven't seen me since I was a size ten)
(Don't make me do it, Tracy)
(Ma, it's changing out there, you'll like it)
(People who are different their time is coming)

Hey mama, hey mama look around Everybody's groovin' to a brand new sound
Hey mama, hey mama follow me
I know something's in you that you wanna set free

So let so, go, go of the past now
Say hello to the love in your heart
Yes, I know that the world's spinning fast now
You gotta get yourself a brand new start

Hey mama, welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh mama, welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Go mama, go, go, go

Welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh,
Hey mama, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey mama, hey mama
Have some fun
I haven't left this house since 1951

Hey mama, hey mama
Take a chance

Oh Tracy, it's been years
Since someone asked me to dance

So let go, so, go of the past now
Say hello to the light in your eyes
Yes, I know that the world's
Spinning fast now, but you gotta run the race
To win the prize

Hey mama, welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh mama, welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Go mama, go, go, go

Welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Hey mama, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Hey mama, welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh mama, welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Go mama, go, go, go

Welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, hey mama
Hey mama
Yeah, yeah, yeah

Welcome to the rhythm of a brand new day
Take your old-fashioned fears
And just throw them away

You should add some color and a fresh new do
'Cause it's time for a star
Who looks just like you

(There's my shining star, fantastic to meet you)
(I'm Mr. Pinky)
(It's so nice to meet you)
(Tracey, is this your older sister?)
(Flattery will not distract Ms. Turnblads agent)
(Fifty-four double D)
(Triple E)
(I hit the motherload)

Yeah, yeah, yeah
Welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh mama, welcome to the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Go mama, go, go, go

Dontcha let nobody
Try to steal your fun
'Cause a little touch of lipstick
Never hurt no one

The future's got a million roads
For you to choose
But you'll walk a little taller
In some high-heel shoes

And once you find the style
That makes you feel like you
Something fresh
Something new

Step on out
Hear us shout

Mama, that's your cue

Hey Tracy, hey baby
Look at me
I'm the cutest chickie
That ya ever did see

Hey Tracy, hey baby
Look at us
Where is there a team
That's half as fabulous?

I let go, go, go of the past now
Say hello to this red carpet ride
Yes I know that the world's spinning fast now
Tell Lollabrigida to step aside

Your mama's welcoming the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh your mama's welcoming the sixties
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Go, mama, go, go, go

Welcome to the sixties, open the door
For the girl who has more, she's a star
Tracy, go, go, go

Hey mama, welcome to the 60's
Your mama's hip (hip), your mama's in (in mama)
Your mama's looking at herself
And wonder where you been? Where you been?

Your mama's lit (lit), she's all aglow (glow mama)
Your mama once was holding back
But mama's gotta let go, go, go

Welcome to the six to the O
To the apostrophe S
Hey, yeah, yeah, yeah
Hey mama welcome to the sixties
Oh whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah (oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh)
Hey mama welcome to the sixties (oh yeah)
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Go mama go, go, go

Oh, oh, oh, yeah
Go mama, go, go, go