Testo Mushnik & Son - Jonathan Groff feat. Tom Alan Robbins
Testo della canzone Mushnik & Son (Jonathan Groff feat. Tom Alan Robbins), tratta dall'album Little Shop of Horrors (The New Cast Album)
He'll think about it, he'll think about it!
I don't like that guy, Mr Mushnik
And you should hear the way he talks to Audrey!
Gott in Himmel, no
The kid just said he'd mull it over!
No wonder she looks so unhealthy
It's enough to make you sick!
If he left me, if Seymour left me
Why then I'd be right back where I started which was broke and starving
Sweet and good and beautiful as she is
She deserves a prince, not a sadistic creep like him!
Close to bankrupt
What a louse!
Beset, beffudled, and bereft - that's what I'd be if Seymour left
He's a disgrace to the dental profession!
Seymour!
Sir?
Seymour, how would you like to be my son? (Aah!)
How would you like to be my own adopted boy
I never liked him much before
But now the cash, it's in the drawer
I've got no choice - I'm much too poor
Say yes!
What for?
Seymour, I want to be your dad
I want to see you climbing up my family tree
I used to think you left a stench, but now I see that you're a mench
So I'm proposing be my son!
Mushnik and son!
Sounds great
Three words with a ring of fate
So, ay you'll incorporate with me
A florist's dream come true
Mushnik and his boychick, you
What business we'll do for F.T.D
How 'bout it, Seymour, be my son!
Just say the word, I'll have my lawyer on the phone!
Now, Mr Mushnik, don't be rash
You always said that I was trash!
Oh I was joking!
Sir, I'm choking!
'Scuse the physical expression
Of my pride of the sweet paternal mishegoss
I've had pent up inside!
Gee
So?
Well
Well?
I
You! Go ahead and say it, Seymour
Tell me that you will
Gee, I'd really like to, but
I'll hold my breath until
Okay, you win! I'll be your son!
Horray, I win! He'll be my son!
Draw up the papers, dad
I'm touched, I really am
And when you reach age eighty three
I'll let you come move in with me
You swear?
I promise!
What a son!
Mushnik and son, that's that
Officially I'm your brat
Consider the matter closed and done
Now to the world, let's stick
Our senior and junior shtick
Through thin and through thick
Through sloppy and slick
So come, kiss me quick!
Please don't make me sick
Mushnik and son!
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Writer(s): Howard Elliott Ashman, Alan Menken
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