Poor unfortunate souls
In pain, in need
This one's 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
So prepare for the chance of a lifetime
Be prepared for sensational news!
A shinning new era
Is tip-toeing nearer
(And where do we feature?)
Just listen to teacher
I know it sounds sordid
But you'll be rewarded
When at last I am given my dues
An injustice deliciously squared
Be prepared!
Beata maria
You know I am a righteous man
Of my virtue I am justly proud
(E tibit pater)
Beata maria
You know I'm so much purer than
The common vulgar, weak, licensious crowd
(Qui a pecavi nimis)
Then tell me, maria
Why I see her dancing there?
Why her smoldering eyes still scorch my soul?
(Cogitatione)
I feel her, I see her
The sun caught in her raven hair
Is blazing in me out of all control
(Verbo et opere)
Like fire, hellfire
This fire in my skin
This burning desire is turning me to sin
No one's slick as gaston
No one's quick as gaston
No one's neck's as incredibly thick as gaston's
For there's no one in town half as manly
Perfect, a pure paragon
You can ask any tom, dick or stanley
And they'll tell ya whose team
They'd prefer to be on
No one's been like gaston
A king pin like gaston
No one's got a swell cleft
In his chin like gaston
As a specimen yes
I'm intimidating!
My, what a guy that gaston!
Mother knows best
Listen to your mother
It's a scary world out there
Mother knows best
One way or another
Something will go wrong
I swear!
Ruffians and thugs
Poison ivy, quicksand
Cannibals and snakes
The plague
(No!)
Yes!
But also large bugs
Men with pointy teeth
Stop! No more!
You'll just upset me!
Mother's right here
Mother will protect you
Darling, here's what I suggest
Skip the dramma, stay with mama!
Mother knows best
Yes!
Are you ready?
(Are you ready?)
Are you ready?
Transformation central
(Transformation central)
Transformation central
(Transformation central)
Transmodification central
Can you feel it?
You're changing, you're changing
You're changing, allright!
I hope you're satisfied!
But if you ain't, don't blame me
You can blame my friends
On the other side!
(But you got what you wanted)
(But you lost what you had)
So ali turns out to be
Merely aladdin
Just a con
Need I go on?
Take it from me
His personality flaws
Give me adequate cause
To send him packing on a one-way trip
So his prospects take a terminal dip
His assets frozen
The venue chosen
Is the ends of the earth
Whoopee!
So long, ex-prince ali!
(Mother knows best
Friends on the other side
Poor unfortunate souls
Be prepared!)
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