Tone: [Cm]
Verse:
[Gm]I admit that in the past I've been a nasty
They weren't kidding
when they called me, well, a wi[Ab]witch
But you'll f[D7]find that nowad[D7]nowadays
I've me[D7]mended all my w[D7]ways
Repe[Eb]nted, seen the lig[Ab]ht, and made a sw[D7]itch
True? Yes
And I f[Gm]fortunately know a little magic
It's a talent that I always have poss[Ab]possessed
And here l[D7]lately, please don't l[D7]laugh
I [D7]use it on beh[D7]behalf
Of the m[Eb]miserable, the [Ab]lonely, and d[D7]depressed
-Pathetic!-
Chorus:
[Gm]Poor unfortu[D7]unfortunate [Gm]souls
In [Am7]pain, [D7]in nee[Gm]need
This one [Am7]longing to be [D7]thinner
That one [Gm]wants to get the [Gm]girl
And do I [A7]help them?
Yes, inde[Am7]indeed!
[D7]Those [Gm]poor unfortu[D7]unfortunate [Gm]souls
So [Am7]sad, s[D7]so tru[Gm]true
They come [Am7]flocking to my [D7]cauldron
Crying, "[Gm]"Spells, Ursula, please!"
And I [A7]help them [D7]
Yes I do[Gm]do!
Bridge:
Now, it's [Am7]happened once or twice
Someone [Cm6]couldn't pay the price
And I'm afr[D7]afraid I had to [D7]rake 'em 'cross the [Gm]coals
Yes, I've [Ab]had the odd complaint
But on the whole I've [Eb]been a [Ab]saint
To those [Gm]poor un[D7]unfortunate [Gm]souls
Ursula, spoken:
Here's my best offer, babykins. I
know a spell that will turn you into a human for three days. Now, it's got a
human for three days. Now, it's got a
procedural clause, sort of a "squid
pro quo." Before the sun sets on the third day, you've got to get dear
the third day, you've got to get dear
ol' princey to kiss you. If you
do, you'll stay human forever
Ariel, spoken:
And if I don't?
Ursula, spoken:
Nothing drastic, darling, I'm sure.
. . Oh, look--small print: "Your soul is mine forever, and you're doomed
soul is mine forever, and you're doomed
to spend eternity in my watery,
hell-soaked lair." Lawyers! Don't you just love 'em? Of course, there is one
just love 'em? Of course, there is one
more thing. . . my fee
Ariel, spoken:
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But I don't have anything!
Ursula, spoken:
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I'm not askin' for much, Only. . . your voice
Ariel, spoken:
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My voice? But if I give away
my voice, how can I ever--
Ursula:
You'll have your [Gm]looks. . .
your pretty face. . .
and don't underestimate the power of [Am]body language!
Verse:
[Am]The men up there don't like a lot of blabber
[Am]They think a girl who gossips is a [Bb]bore!
Yet o[Bm7]n land it's muc[E7]h
preferred for l[Bm7]adies not[E7] to say a word
And after [F]all, dear, what is[Bb]is idle prattle[E7sus4]prattle for?
[E7]Come on, they're [Am]not all that
impressed with conversation
[Am]True gentlemen avoid it when they [Bb]can
But they [Bm7]dote and swoon a[E7]and fawn
On a [Bm7]lady who's w[E7]withdrawn
It's [F]she who holds her[Bb]her tongue who gets a[E7sus4]a man
Chorus:
Come[D]Come on [E7]you [Am]poor unfor[E7]unfortunate [Am]soul
Go a[Bm7]ahead!
[E7]Make your c[Am]choice!
I'm a [Bm7]very b[E7]busy woman
And I [Am]haven't got [Am]all day
It won't [B7]cost much
Just your [E7]voice!
You [Am]poor unfor[E7]unfortunate [Am]soul
It's [Bm7]sad,[E7]sad, [Am]but true
If you [Bm7]want to cross [E7]the Bridge, my sweet
You've [Am]got the pay the [Am]toll
Take a [Bm7]gulp and tak[E7]take a breath
Go ah[Am]ahead and sign the [Am]scroll!
Flotsam, [Bm7]Jetsam--now I[E7]I've got her, boys
The [Am]boss is [C]on a[Am]a roll
You [F9]poor u[E7]unfortunate[Am]nfortunate soul!
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