Little Shop of Horrors

Little shop

Little shop of terror

Call a cop

Little shop of horrors

No, oh, oh, no

Little shop

Little shop of horrors

Bop she-bop

Little shop of terror

Watch 'em drop

Little shop of horrors

No, oh, oh, no

Shing-a-ling

What a creepy thing to be happening

- Look out, look out

- Look out, look out

Shang-a-lang

Feel the sturm and drang in the air

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Sha-la-la-la

Stop right where you are

Don't you move a thing

You better

You better

Tellin' you you better

Tell your mama

Something's gonna get her

She better

Everybody better beware

Ooh, here it comes, baby

Tell the world, baby

Oh, oh, no

Oh, hit the dirt, baby

Red alert, baby

Oh, oh, no

Oh, oh, no

Alley-oop

Haul it off the stoop

Child, I'm warnin' you

- Look out, look out

- Look out, look out

Run away

Child you gonna pay if you stay, yeah

Yeah, yeah, yeah

Look around

Something's comin' down

Down the street for you

You betcha

You betcha

You betcha butt

You betcha

Best believe it

Something's come to get ya

You betcha

You better watch your back in this town

Come-a, come-a, come-a

Little shop

Little shop of horrors

Bop she-bop

You'll never stop the terror

Little shop

Little shop of horrors

No, oh, oh, no

Oh, oh, no

Oh, oh, no

MUSHNIK:

Seymour, what's going on down there?

Very little, Mr. Mushnik!

Uh.

- Until the weekend.

And at his press conference today,

President Kennedy fielded questions...

...concerning last Thursday's

total eclipse of the sun...

...an unprecedented astrological

phenomenon which has baffled the nation.

Ah! So, she finally decides to come to work!

Uh, good morning, Mr. Mushnik.

What morning? It's almost closing time.

Not that we had a customer.

Seymour, what in the name of God

is going on down there?

Unh, Audrey, would you go down

and see what he's...

Audrey. Audrey,

where did you get that shiner?

Uh... Uh, shiner?

Audrey, that greasy boyfriend of yours

is beating up on you again?

Look, I know it's none of my business...

...but I'm beginning to think

he's maybe not such a nice boy.

I got these pots unloaded for you, Mr...

Seymour, look what you've done to the inventory!

Don't yell at Seymour, Mr. Mushnik.

- Hi, Audrey. You look radiant today.

- Oh.

Is that new eye makeup?

Uh...

I'll help him clean it up

before any of the customers get here.

That should give you plenty of time.

Oh, God, what an existence I got.

Misfit employees, bums on the sidewalk...

...business is lousy. My life is a living hell!

Hey, you. Urchins!

Shoo! Shoo! Move! Move!

Move! Go away! No loitering!

Man, I wasn't loitering. Were you, Crystal?

Not me, Ronette. Were you, Chiffon?

You ought to be in school!

Yeah, well we on a split shift.

Right! We went to school until fifth grade,

then we split.

So? How do you intend to better yourselves?

Better ourselves? You heard what he said?

Better ourselves?

Mister, when you're from Skid Row,

ain't no such thing.

Alarm goes off at 7

And you start uptown

You put in your eight hours

For the powers

That have always been

Sing it, child.

'Til it's 5 p.m.

Then you go

Downtown

Where the folks are broke

You go downtown

Where your life's a joke

You go downtown

Where you buy your token

You go

Home to Skid Row

Yes you go

- Downtown

- Where the cabs don't stop

- Downtown

- Where the food is slop

Downtown

Where the hop-heads flop in the snow

Down on Skid Row

Uptown you cater to a million jerks

Uptown you're messengers

And mailroom clerks

Eating all your lunches at the hot-dog carts

The bosses take your money

And they break your hearts

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