Lyrics
Yzma:
Too bad. Now I guess you won't ever get that great big house on a hill, and the great big thumbs up from… Papi.
Kronk:
(Gasps) P-Papi !
Yzma:
Bingo!
Yzma (Sung):
He wants to come on up to your house, have some supper…
Yzma (Spoken):
What will you serve it on, Kronk? Plastic Tupper?
Yzma (Sung):
You don't even own a fixer-upper! Help me to help you to help him!
Kronk (Spoken):
Help you to help me to help… who?
Yzma (Spoken):
I need gold, Kronk! (Notices her mistake, laughs) I mean, you need gold.
Yzma (Sung):
So sign your name on this line.
Avoid disaster.
Kronk (Spoken):
"You'll achieve a true and beautiful connection with your father."
Yzma (Spoken):
Just faster.
Yzma (Sung):
Win Papi's love, with a pile of plaster.
Help me to help you to help him. And then you'll hear him say,
"Hey, hey, hey,
I'm milking the Milky way, I'm loving this lovely day. And I
feel like a million!" Wow-zee-wow, this cat is back and how!
I'm taking my big time bow when I feel like a million! A million, a million, a million!
(talking) Rawr! Yes! Now, sell! Sell! SELL!
Step right up ladies and gentlemen, it's finally arrived, the cure for anything that ills you, ha ha, Yzma's Young and Beautiful!
Kronk:
(talking) Uh, it's a Youth Potion.
Crowd:
(talking) Woah.
Kronk:
(talking) Here you go!
Old man:
(talking) Hey, Kronk, does this stuff really work?
Kronk:
(laughs and then whispers to Yzma) Hey, does this stuff really work?
Yzma:
(whispers back) Of course it does, you idiot!
Kronk:
(talking) Of course it does, you idiot!
Crowd:
(talking) Gasp!
Old man:
(talking) Good enough for me!
Kronk:
(talking) Drink up everybody… liquid gold.
Old People:
(talking) Look at my range of motion!
My elbow doesn't creak!
I'm melting away the pounds!
Hair, I've got hair!
My golly, this stuff really works!
Yzma:
(singing again) Hey, hey, hey, I'm milking the milky way,
I'm loving this lovely day.
And I feel like a million!
Rrrrow-zee-wow, this cat is back and how!
And I'm taking my big time bow
When I feel like a million,
Feel like a million in a million waaaayyyys !!!
(talking, to the audience) Look out, old Yzma's back! Haaaahahahahaha!
Yzma (Voice-over, sung):
Oh, Kronk.
Look at their sad little lives.
All pills and eye drops.
Napping and nodding between their MRI stops.
Old little toes.
In corrective nigh tops.
Help me to help you to help them.
(Music starts becoming upbeat)
Help me to help you to help them!
I've got the fountain of youth.
Ha!
In this potion.
Yzma (Voice-over, spoken):
SPF 609
It's a drink, and a lotion!
Yzma (Voice-over, sung):
Pop a pop a wheelie and do the locomotion!
Help me to help you to help them.
I want to hear them say,
"Hey, hey, hey,
I'm milking the Milky way, I'm loving this lovely day. And I
feel like a million!" Wow-zee-wow, this cat is back and how!
I'm taking my big time bow when I feel like a million! A million, a million, a million!
(talking) Rawr!
