[SEYMOUR, spoken]
Ah, Two-ey. I don't know what else to do for you! Mr. Mushnik and Audrey, they just met you, but I’ve been going through this with you for weeks! Grow and wilt, spurt and flop. Are you sick, little plant, or just plain stubborn? What is it you need?

[SEYMOUR, sung]
I've given you sunshine
I've given you dirt
You’ve given me nothin'
But heartache and hurt
I'm beggin' you sweetly
I'm down on my knees
Oh, please, grow for me

I've given you plant food
And water to sip
I've given you potash
You've given me zip
Oh, God, how I mist you
Oh, pod, how you tease
Now, please, grow for me

I’ve given you southern exposure
To get you to thrive
I’ve pinched you back hard like I'm s’posed to
You're barely alive
I've tried you at levels of moisture from desert to mud
I've given you grow-lights and mineral supplements
What do you want from me? Blood?!
[SEYMOUR, spoken]
Ouch! Ah, damn roses. Damn thorns. Clumsy me. Hey, Two-ey, look what I did! Hey, you opened up! I wonder what made you do that? Oh, I think I know what made you do that. Well, I guess a few drops couldn’t hurt. As long as you don't make a habit out of it or anything

(sung)
I've given you sunlight
I've given you rain
Looks like you're not happy
'Less I open a vein
I'll give you a few drops
If that will appease
Now, please, oh, oh, please
Grow for me