Mushnik & Son Song Lyrics

He'll think about it, he'll think about it!
I don't like that guy, Mr Mushnik
And you should hear the way he talks to Audrey!
Gott in Himmel, no
The kid just said he'd mull it over!
No wonder she looks so unhealthy
It's enough to make you sick!
If he left me, if Seymour left me
Why then I'd be right back where I started which was broke and starving
Sweet and good and beautiful as she is
She deserves a prince, not a sadistic creep like him!
Close to bankrupt
What a louse!
Beset, beffudled, and bereft - that's what I'd be if Seymour left
He's a disgrace to the dental profession!
Seymour!
Sir?

Seymour, how would you like to be my son? (Aah!)
How would you like to be my own adopted boy
I never liked him much before
But now the cash, it'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 want to see you climbing up my family tree