Grow for Me

[SEYMOUR, spoken]

Aw, Two-ie.

I don't know what else to do for you.

Mr Mushnik and Audrey, they just met you,

but I've been going through this with you for weeks.

Grow and wilt, spurt and flop.

Are you sickly, little plant,

or are you just plain stubborn?

What is it you want?

What is it you need?

I've given you sunshine

I've given you dirt

You've given me nothing

But heartache and hurt

I'm beggin' you sweetly

I'm down on my knees

Oh, please grow for me!

I've given you plant food

And water to sip

I've given you potash

You've given me zip

Oh God, how I mist you

Oh pod, how you tease

Now, please grow for me!

I've given you southern exposure

To get you to thrive

I've pinched you back hard

Like I'm s'posed to

You're barely alive

I've tried you at levels of moisture

From desert to mud

I've given you grow-lights

And mineral supplements

What do you want from me, blood?

Ow! Damn rose, damn thorns.

Clumsy me.

Hey Two-ie,

look what I-

Hey, you opened up!

I wonder what made you do that?

I think I know what made you do that.

Well, I guess a few drops couldn't hurt.

As long as you don't make a habit out of it or anything

I've given you sunlight

I've given you rain

Looks like you're not happy

'Less I open a vein

I'll give you a few drops

If that'll appease

Now please, oh please grow for me!