Mushnik & Son

[MR. MUSHNIK]He'll think about it

He'll think about it!

[SEYMOUR]I don't like that guy, Mr. Mushnik,

and you should hear the way he talks to Audrey

[MR. MUSHNIK]God in Himmel know,

the kid just said he'll mull it over

[SEYMOUR]No wonder she looks so unhealthy.

It's enough to make you sick!

[MR. MUSHNIK]If he left me, if Seymour left me,

why then I'd be back right where I started.

Which was broken, starving...

[SEYMOUR]Sweet and good and beautiful as she is...

she deserves a prince,

not a sadistic creep like him!

[MR. MUSHNIK]...close to bankrupt...

[SEYMOUR]What a louse!

[MR. MUSHNIK]...beset, befuddled, and bereft!

That's what I'd be if Seymour left

[SEYMOUR]He's a disgrace to the dental profession

[MR. MUSHNIK]Seymour!

[SEYMOUR]Sir?

[MR. 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?

[MR. MUSHNIK]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 mensch

So I'm proposing: Be my son!

"Mushnik & 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

[SEYMOUR]Now, Mr. Mushnik, don't be rash

You always said that I was trash

[MR. MUSHNIK]Oh, I was joking!

[SEYMOUR]Sir, I'm choking!

[MR. MUSHNIK]Excuse the physical expression of my pride

Of the sweet paternal mishegoss

I've held pent up inside-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi-yi

[SEYMOUR]Gee

[MR. MUSHNIK]So?

[SEYMOUR]Well...

[MR. MUSHNIK]Well?

[SEYMOUR]I...

[MR. MUSHNIK]You?

Go ahead and say it, Seymour, tell me that you will

[SEYMOUR]Gee, I'd really like to, but...

[MR. MUSHNIK]I'll hold my breath until...

[SEYMOUR]OK, you win, I'll be your son!

[MR. MUSHNIK]Hooray, you'll really be my son?

[SEYMOUR]Draw up the papers, dad, I'm touched - I really am!

And when you reach age eighty-three

I'll let you come move in with me

[MR. MUSHNIK]You swear?

[SEYMOUR]I promise!

[MR. MUSHNIK]What a son!

[MR. MUSHNIK & SEYMOUR]Mushnik & Son!

That's that

[SEYMOUR]Officially I'm your brat

[MR. MUSHNIK & SEYMOUR]Consider the matter closed and done

Now to the world, let's stick

Our senior-and-junior schtick

Through thin and through thick

[MR. MUSHNIK]Hey!

[MR. MUSHNIK & SEYMOUR]Through sloppy and slick

[SEYMOUR]So, come kiss me quick

[MR. MUSHNIK]Please, don't make me sick!

[MR. MUSHNIK & SEYMOUR]Mushnik & Son!