Mushnik And Son Lyrics - Singles - Little Shop Of Horrors

How would you like to be my son? 

How would you like to be my own adopted boy? 

(I never liked him much before) 

(But count the cash that's in the drawer) 

(I've got no choice, I'm much too poor) 

Say yes, Seymour I want to 

(What for?) 

Be your dad 

I'll gladly treat you 

Like my blood and my own flesh 

(Like Ozzie Nelson, Dave and Rick?) 

Like Honey Fitz and take your pick 

(Then kiss me quick, I'll be your son) 

Don't make me sick just be my son 

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Muchnik and Son sounds great 

Three words with the ring of fate 

So say you'll incorporate with me 

A florist's dream come true 

Mushnik and his boychik, you 

What business we'll do for F.T.D. 

Like Andy Hardy and the Judge 

Like Zeus and Mercury 

Like Dumas Fils and Pere 

(In trouble sickness and in health) 

We'll share the plant and share the wealth 

I'll call my lawyer 

(Call me son) 

Mushnik and Son, that's that 

(Officially I'm your brat) 

Consider the matter closed and done 

Now to the world let's stick 

Our senior and junior shtick 

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(Through thin and through thick) 

Through sloppy and slick 

Through kiss and through kick 

Mushnik and Son