[AMALIA]
We become indiscrete
Eating sweet after sweet
Though we know all too well where that may lead

So this box was designed
With the two of us in mind
As the kind of reminder we need

When you raise the lid
The music plays
Like a disapproving nod

And it sings in your ear
"No more candy, my dear."
In a way it's a little like the voice of God

[CUSTOMER, spoken]
I'll take it!

[AMALIA, spoken]
Thank you, Madam!

[KODALY, spoken]
Your packages, Madam
[AMALIA, ILONA, & CLERKS]
Thank you, Madam
Please call again
Do call again, Madam