Mushnik Son lyrics

[Mushnik]
He`ll think about it?
He`ll think about it?

[Seymour](calling outside as he starts to spray the plant)
I don`t like that guy, Mr. Mushnik.
And you should hear the way he talks to Audrey.

[Mushnik]
Gott in Himmel, no
The kid just said he`d mull it over!

[Seymour] (to himself as he works)
No wonder she looks so unhealthy. It`s enough to make you sick.

[Mushnik]
If he left me
If Seymour left me
Why then I`d be
Right back where I started
Which was
broke and starving

[Seymour, still to himself]
Sweet and good and beautiful as she is,
she deserves a prince, not a sadistic creep like him!

[Mushnik]
Close to Bankrupt

[Seymour, still to himself]
What a louse.

[Mushnik]
Beset, befuddled, and bereft
That`s what I`d be if Seymour left!

[Seymour, still to himself]
He`s a disgrace to the dental profession.

[Mushnik]
Seymour-
[Seymour]
Sir?

[Mushnik]
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!

[Seymour]
What for?

[Mushnik]
Seymour, I want to be your dad!
I wanna 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
Sound 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!

[Seymour]
Now, Mr. Mushnik, don`t be rash
You always said that I was trash

[Mushnik]
Oh, I was joking!

[Seymour, spoken]
Sir, I`m choking!

[Mushnik]
`Scuse the physical expression of my pride
Of the sweet paternal mishegoss I`ve held pen-up -
Insi-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ay-ide!

[Seymour]
Gee.
[Mushnik]
So?
[Seymour]
Well...
[Mushnik]
Well?
[Seymour]
I....
[Mushnik]
You?
Go ahead and say it, Seymour.
Tell me that you will....
[Seymour]
Gee, I`d really like to, but...
[Mushnik]
I`ll hold my breath until...

[Seymour]
Okay... You win
I`ll be... Your...
Son!

[Mushnik, spoken]
Hooray, I win! He`ll be my son!

[Seymour]
Draw up the papers, Dad
I`m touched, I really am
And someday when you`re eight-three
I`ll let you come move in with me

[Mushnik, spoken]
You swear?
[Seymour, spoken]
I promise!

[Mushnik]
What a son!

[Both]
Mushnik and Son
That`s that
[Seymour]
Officially, I`m your brat!
[Both]
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,

[Seymour]
So come kiss me quick!
[Mushnik]
Please, dont make me sick!
[Both]
Mushnik-
And son!

[Seymour, spoken]
His son, I`m his son.
[now singing]
Sudden changes surround me
Lady luck came and found me
Thanks a million for making the magic you do.
Thanks to you Sweet Petunia
Mushnik`s takin`... a juniah,
And someday when I own this whole shop,
I`ll remember I owe it
to you.
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