The only way to get what you want is to become a human yourself
My dear sweet child that's what I do it's what I live for
To help unfortunate merfolk like yourself
Poor souls with no one else to turn to
I admit that in the past
I've been a nasty
They weren't kidding when they called me well a witch
But you'll find that nowadays
I've mended all my ways
Repented seen the light and made a switch true? Yes
And I fortunately know a little magic
It's a talent that I always have possessed
And dear lady please don't laugh
I use it on behalf of the miserable, lonely and depressed, pathetic
Poor unfortunate souls in pain, in need
This one longing to be thinner
That one wants to get the girl
And do I help them?
Yes indeed
Those poor unfortunate souls so sad, so true
They come flocking to my cauldron crying spells
Ursula please and I help them
Yes I do
Now it's happened once or twice someone couldn't pay the price
And I'm afraid I had to rake 'em 'cross the coals
Yes I've had the odd complaint but on the whole
I've been a saint to those poor unfortunate souls
Have we got a deal?
If I become human
I'll never be with my father or sisters again
But you'll have your man he he he he
Life's full of tough choices isn't it? He he he he he
Oh, and there is one more thing
We haven't discussed the subject of payment
But I don't have
I'm not asking much just a token, really a trifle
What I want from you is your voice
But without my voice how can I
You'll have your looks your pretty face
And don't underestimate the importance of body language, ha
The men up there don't like a lot of blabber
They think a girl who gossips is a bore
Yes on land it's much prefered for ladies not to say a word and after all dear what is idle prattle for
Come on they're not all that impressed with conversation
True gentlemen avoid it when they can
But they dote and swoon and fawn on a lady who's withdrawn
It's she who holds her tongue who get's a man
Come on you
Poor unfortunate soul go ahead make your choice
I'm a very busy woman and I haven't got all day
It won't cost much just your voice
You poor unfortunate soul it's sad but true
If you want to cross the bridge, my sweet you've got the pay the toll
Take a gulp and take a breath and go ahead and sign the scroll
Flotsam Jetsam now I've got her boys
The boss is on a roll this poor unfortunate soul
Beluga sevruga come winds of the Caspian Sea
Larynxes glacydis ad max laryngitis la voce to me
Now sing
Keep singing
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