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 court, crying "Spells, Ursula, please"
And I help them.
Yes I do.
So be prepared for a chance of a lifetime.
Be prepared for sensational news.
A shining new era, is tiptoeing nearer.
(And where do we feature?
Just listen to teacher)
I know it sounds sordid, but you'll be rewarded
When at last I'm given my dues.
And injustice deliciously squared.
Be prepared.
Beata Maria, you know I am a righteous man
Of my virtue I am justly proud.
Beata Maria, you know I'm so much purer than
The common, vulgar, weak licentious crowd
Then tell me, Maria, why I see her dancing there.
Why her smoldring eyes still scorch my soul
I feel her, I see her, the sun caught in her raven hair
Is blazing in me out of all control
Like fire, hellfire This fire in my skin
This burning, desire is turning me to sin
No-one's slick as Gaston No-one's quick as Gaston
No-one neck's as incredibly thick as Gaston's
For there's no man in town half as manly Perfect, a pure paragon
You can ask any Tom, Dick or Stanley and they'll tell you whose team they prefer to be on
No-one's been like Gaston, a king pin like Gaston
No-one's got a swell cleft in his chin like Gaston
As a specimen, yes, I'm intimidating
My what a guy that Gaston
Mother knows best.
Listen to your mother.
It's a scary world out there
Mother knows best one way or another
Something will go wrong, I swear
Ruffians, thugs, poison ivy, quicksand Cannibals and snakes, the plague
(No)
(Yes!)
(But)
Also large bugs, men with pointy teeth and
Stop, no more, you'll just upset me
Mother's right here
Mother will protect you
Darling, here's what I suggest
Skip the drama
Stay with mama
Mother knows best
Yes.
Are you ready?
Are you... ready?
Transformation central
Transformation central
Transmodification central
Can you feel it?
You're changing, you're changing, you're changing all right
I hope you're satisfied.
But if you ain't
Don't blame me.
You can blame my friends on the other side
You can blame my friends on the other side
So Ali turns out to be merely Aladdin
Just a con, need I go on, take it from me
His personality flaws
Give me adequate cause
To send him packing on a one-way trip
So his prospects take a terminal dip
His assets frozen
The venue chosen ends of the Earth... whoopee
So long, ex-prince Ali
Mother knows best
Friends on the other side
Poor unfortunate souls
Be prepared
~ A.N I know the video at the top is not following the pattern of the other ones but I couldn't find a lyric video for this song if you find one please let me know and I will update it as always I love y'all Elle