Standard (EADGBE)

(Repeat)

URSULA

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

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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, the 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?

ARIEL

If I become human, I'll never be with my father or sisters again.

URSULA

But you'll have your man, heh heh. Life's full of tough choices, isn't it? Heh heh.

Oh, and there is one more thing.

We haven't discussed the subject of payment.

ARIEL

But I don't have-

URSULA

I'm not asking much, just a token really, a trifle!

What I want from you is - your voice.

ARIEL

But without my voice, how can I-

URSULA

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!

Yet on land it's much prefered for ladies not to say a word

 And after all dear, what is idle babble 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On a lady who's withdrawn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

D - F -- A -- D

This poor unfortunate soul

Beluga sevruga

 Come winds of the Caspian Sea

Larengix glaucitis

 Et max laryngitis

 La voce to me

Now, sing!

ARIEL

Aah...

Keep singing!