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Mushnik & Son
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PERFORMING ARTISTS
Morgan Deare
Morgan Deare
Performer
Marc Joseph
Marc Joseph
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Alan Menken
Alan Menken
Composer

Lyrics

He'll think about it? He'll think about it? I don't like that guy, the way he talks to Audrey Got 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, befuddled, 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? How would you like to be my own adopted boy? I never liked him much before But count the cash that'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 the ring of fate So, say you'll incorporate with me A florist's dream come true Mushnik and his boychik, 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! Excuse the physical expression of my pride Of the sweet paternal mishegoss I've held hands up inside! Gee Go? Well Well? I? You! Go ahead and say it, Seymour What, 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! Hooray, I win! He'll be my son! Draw up the papers, dad, I'm touched, I really am And someday when you're old and grey I'll never have you put away 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
Writer(s): Alan Menken, Howard Elliott Ashman Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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