Mushnik & Son lyrics - Little Shop of Horrors

Mushnik & Son lyrics

Mushnik & Son

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

What for?

Seymour I want to be your dad
I'll gladly treat you
Like my blood and my own flesh

Like Ozzie Nelson, Dave and Rick?

Like Honey Fitz and take your pick

Then kiss me quick, I'll be your son

Dont' make me sick, just 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.

Like Andy Hardy and the Judge
Like Zeus and Mercury
Like Dumas Fils and Pere

In trouble sickness and in wealth

We'll share the plant and share the wealth
I'll call my lawyer

Call me son

Mushnik & Son, that's that

Officially I'm your brat

Consider the mnatter closed and done
Now to the world let's stick
Our Senior and Jumior shtick

Through thin and through thick

Through sloppy and slick

Through kiss and through kick
Mushnik & Son!
Last Update: June, 10th 2013

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