Thumbelina Page #3

will you?

I promise.

Whoa!

Oh, Cornelius.

Hmm.

Gotcha!

What?!

Hey! Help!

Help, Hero! Let me out of here.

Oh, oh! Hero, help. Help me!

A dog!

Get away from me.

Thumbelina. Oh....

Thumbelina. Thumbelina. Oops.

Got it.

Thumbelina, it's me.

Where are you?

Where is she?

What? What happened?

She was stolen away?

Out the window?

Who did it?

A toad?

Good dog.

I'll find her.

No, Hero. You stay here

and take care of Thumbelina's mother.

Let her know

everything will be all right.

I hope you sleep very, very good.

Huh? Who are you?

We are the very happy

Family Singers de Espaa.

Mozo, Gringo and Grundel.

We are very rich and famous.

Rich and famous?

I bring you here to become

famous singer like me.

Goodbye. My mother will

be very worried.

Mama no worry. Mama proud.

When you are a star,

she make big fiesta...

...and invite all the neighbors to see her

little nia who have become very big.

Big?

You mean big?

I mean important.

And loved by everyone.

But Cornelius

loves me already.

I think I'm gonna marry him.

Marry him?

That will be a very big mistake.

It'll get in the way of your career in show

business, doing those things domsticos.

What things?

The scrubbings and the washings

And the noses with the drippings

And the sopas always boiling

The panes of windows falling

With the diapers changing

With the roof, she's leaking

And the enchiladas spoiling

Ooh.

Do you know how to do these things

Like you will have to do these things?

Or does the very thought of it

Make you wince?

Ugh.

I thought so

Then don't marry the prince

Oh, dear....

You see?

You become big star, like me.

We make big moneys together.

You make Mama rich.

You're important person.

You are famous. You are a star!

A star? Well, I suppose.

Now, repeat after me.

We are the Singers de Espaa

The original cast

And there hasn't been a town

We haven't played

We are the Singers de Espaa

And we sing very fast

We get on

We get off

We get paid

Could you say that a little slower?

Slower? We don't do ballads.

Maybe I can take notes.

We are free and independent

We go everywhere

We gotcha-gotcha goochee all the way

We gonna teach you how to samba

And to rumba y La Bamba

Every number, Thumbelina, say, "ol"!

Come on the road

My little castanet

Come on the road

And famous you will get

I'll make you star

Get you small guitar

You'll be hot muchacha

Once I gotcha on the road

Thumbelinacita

No one could be sweeter

Sing with mamacita

We go on the road

Now we sing

We open Monday in Medina

Then we do Babylon

Then we hop to Barcelona for a week

Then for a month in Athens

At the Parthenon

Where they love us

'Cause we do the show in Greek

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