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Musical: Little Shop of Horrors
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[ORIN] When I was younger, just a bad little kid My mama noticed funny things I did Like shooting puppies with a B.B. gun I'd poison guppies and when I was done I'd find a pussycat and bash in its head That's when my mama said [CRYSTAL, RONETTE, CHIFFON] What did she say? [ORIN] She said, "My boy, I think someday You'll find a way to make your natural tendencies pay You'll be a dentist You have a talent for causing things pain Son, be a dentist People will pay you to be inhumane Your temperament's wrong for the priesthood And teaching would suit you still less Son, be a dentist You'll be a success [CRYSTAL, RONETTE, CHIFFON] Here he is, folks the leader of the plaque! Watch him suck up that gas! Oh, my god! He's a dentist and he'll never ever be any good Who wants their teeth done by the Marquis de Sade? Oh that hurts! I'm not numb! [ORIN] Oh, shut up. Open wide. here I come! I am your dentist [CRYSTAL, RONETTE, CHIFFON] Goodness gracious! [ORIN] And I enjoy the career that I picked I am your dentist [CRYSTAL, RONETTE, CHIFFON] Fitting braces [ORIN] And I get off on the pain I inflict When I start extracting those molars You girls will be screaming like holy rollers [CRYSTAL, RONETTE, CHIFFON] Dentist! [ORIN] And though it may cause my patients distress Somewhere in heaven above me, I know that my mama's proud of me 'Cause I'm a dentist- and a success Say ah! Now spit. Back to main page: Little Shop of Horrors Lyrics
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