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- The only way to get what you want...
...is to become a human yourself!
(Gasps with excitement) Can you do that?
My dear, sweet child,
Thats what I do...
Its what I live for.
To help unfortunate merfolk,
Like yourself...
Poor souls with no one else to turn to...
( singing) I admit that in the past Ive been a nasty
They werent kidding when they called me, well, a witch
But youll find that nowadays
Ive mended all my ways
Repented, seen the light and made a switch
True?
Yes!
And I fortunately know a little magic
Its a talent that I always have possessed
And dear lady, please dont laugh
I use it on behalf
Of the miserable, the lonely and depressed
(Pathetic)
Poor unfortunate souls
In pain
In need
This one longing to be thinner
That one wants to get the girl
And do I help them?
Yes, indeed
Those poor unfortunate souls
So sad
So true
They come flocking to my cauldron
Crying, 'Spells, Ursula please!'
And I help them?
Yes, I do
Now its happened once or twice
Someone couldnt pay the price
And Im afraid I had to rake em cross the coals
Yes, Ive had the odd complaint
But on the whole Ive been a saint...
To those poor unfortunate souls
Have we got a deal?
If I become human...
Ill never be with my father or sisters again.
Thats right
But, youll have, your man. (laughs slyly)
Lifes full of tough choices, innit? (laughs slyly)
Oh!
And there is, one, more, thing!
We havent discussed the subject of payment.
But I dont have any -
Im not asking much.
Just a token, really!
A trifle!
What I want from you is . . .
Your voice.
But without my voice, how can I -
Youll have your looks!
Your pretty face!
And dont underestimate
The importance of ... body language!
Ha!
The men up there dont like a lot of blabber
They think a girl who gossips is a bore
Yes, on land its much preferred
For ladies not to say a word
And after all, dear, what is idle prattle for?
Come on, theyre not all that impressed with conversation
True gentlemen avoid it when they can
But they dote and swoon and fawn
On a lady whos withdrawn
Its she who holds her tongue who gets her man
Come on, you poor unfortunate soul
Go ahead!
Make your choice!
Im a very busy woman
And I havent got all day
It wont cost much:
Just your voice!
You poor unfortunate soul!
Its sad,
But true!
If you want to cross a bridge, my sweet
Youve got to pay the toll
Take a gulp and take a breath
And go ahead and sign the scroll!
(Flotsam, Jetsam, now Ive got her, boys)
The boss is on a roll
This poor unfortunate soul...
Beluga sevruga
Come winds of the Caspian Sea
Larengix glaucitis
Et max laryngitis
La voce to me
Now, sing!
Aah...
Keep singing!
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