Marc Shaiman
More of Him to Love
[MRS. GLOOP]
Oh, ven I was just a girl
I used to dream of a boy
Who vould bring me lots of sveets
And be mein Schwarzwold of joy
Mein Herr Gloop was quite a meal
But now he seems just like a crumb
Cause it turns out that dessert was yet to come!

So ve vere ved and in mein Magen
Someßing big began to bloom
And my liver and my kidney
Had to vacate to make room
Then the blessed day arrived
And out he rolled so round and sveet
And the first words that he uttered vere

[AUGUSTUS]
“Let’s eat!”

[MRS. GLOOP]
So mit Strudel he’d canoodle
How he loved my pretzel pie
He ate ze whole kit and caboodle
And grew vide as vell as high
Zough his size is razer shocking
He’s what I was träumen of
Cause there’s more, more
More of him to love
(spoken)
Go ahead, Augustus. Don’t be shy.​
Schpill your guts.​
[AUGUSTUS]
Like my Mutter und mein Vater
I enjoy a healthy meal
Yes, my outside’s soft und flabby
But my inschide’s made of steel
We raise piggies in der backyard
Then I eat them limb from limb

[MR. GLOOP]
Ve don’t leave our dachshunds all alone with him!

[AUGUSTUS]
So this morning I vas eating
Ven such hunger did attack
Und fifty Vonka bars were waiting
For a nice mid-breakfast schnack
But ze taste was kinda different
Like a bratwurst three days old
So I spit it out
Und saw I had struck gold!

Now I’m ze perfect ticket vinner
For on chocolate I did teethe
I’m excited but keep eating
'Cause I only schtop to breath
And a lifetime full of chocolate’s
A Gesundheit from above
And there’ll be more, more
More of me to love
[AUGUSTUS, MRS. GLOOP & MR. GLOOP]
O-da-lay, o-da-lay, o-da-lay-hee
Tee-o lo-da lo-da lee
Tee-o lo-da lo-da lee
Tee-o lo-da lo-da lee
O-da-lay, o-da-lay, o-da-lay-hee
Tee-o lo-da lo-da lee
O-da-lay, o-da-lay, o-da-lay, o-da-lay, o-da-lay-hee
Tee-o lo-da lo-da lee