Song: What Could Be Better
Viewed: 65 - Published at: 9 years ago
Artist: Original Broadway Cast of Baby
Year: 2021Viewed: 65 - Published at: 9 years ago
LIZZIE
He'll maybe have my smile
And your hair
Who can tell 'til the baby comes?
He'll maybe have my style
And your flair
And play fabulous drums
Just think
Inside me our genes have found their niche
They link, and out'll come one tap dancing kid
With perfect pitch
What could be better than your own little clone
Who'll reproduce all your talents
Plus a hint of my own
Consider
This kid’ll be a one man band if we let her
DANNY
Her?
LIZZIE
Your sense of key and my great vibrato
Your melody and my obligato
That's what we've got, oh
What could be better than that?
Right, Danny? Danny? DANNY!
DANNY
I'm thinking...
I'm picturing my lips and your eyes
LIZZIE
For a boy that's a perfect pair
DANNY
I'm picturing my hips and your thighs
LIZZIE
That is very unfair
DANNY
No, no, I know
No one can predict what bird we'll hatch
BOTH
Oh-woah-woah-woah
DANNY
But we're such genetic gems
That God can mix and match
What could be better than if our little spawn
Got all his brains from his dad
And from his mom got his brawn?
LIZZIE
Oh funny
DANNY
Imagine what one tiny mix-up could net her
LIZZIE
Net him!
DANNY
Your button nose and my bushy eye-brow
LIZZIE
You for the low brow, me for the high brow
BOTH
Your brow and my brow, what could be better than that?
BOTH
La la la la… (total of 32)
DANNY
Uh, Liz... How come?
LIZZIE
I was careful, I swear it! I never forgot it! I don't know how it happened!
DANNY
Maybe it's just, that no barrier on earth can
Stand up against the vigorous lashing army of my sperm!
LIZZIE
That must be it...
Picture a flailing spermatozoan
Not even knowing where he is going
What's that ahead? A diaphragm! Screw it!
He knows he's dead. My god, he slips through it!
Suddenly he's alone in the river
Now he must seize the chance to deliver
Rounding the bend, the egg starts to glimmer
Is this the end for our little swimmer?
Catching the tide, he sails towards the mystery
Set to collide and change all of history!
BOTH
What could be better than a family extension?
A genetic duet
A little two part invention
LIZZIE
I say
Consider what we'll have in hand when we get her
DANNY
Get him!
LIZZIE
Your sense of mission, my sense of duty
Your disposition my inner beauty
DANNY
Your intuition, my sense of timing
LIZZIE
Your composition, my crazy rhyming
BOTH
Matching of taste that's really uncanny
LIZZIE
My little waist
DANNY
My little fanny
BOTH
Lizzie and Danny, what could be better than that?
He'll maybe have my smile
And your hair
Who can tell 'til the baby comes?
He'll maybe have my style
And your flair
And play fabulous drums
Just think
Inside me our genes have found their niche
They link, and out'll come one tap dancing kid
With perfect pitch
What could be better than your own little clone
Who'll reproduce all your talents
Plus a hint of my own
Consider
This kid’ll be a one man band if we let her
DANNY
Her?
LIZZIE
Your sense of key and my great vibrato
Your melody and my obligato
That's what we've got, oh
What could be better than that?
Right, Danny? Danny? DANNY!
DANNY
I'm thinking...
I'm picturing my lips and your eyes
LIZZIE
For a boy that's a perfect pair
DANNY
I'm picturing my hips and your thighs
LIZZIE
That is very unfair
DANNY
No, no, I know
No one can predict what bird we'll hatch
BOTH
Oh-woah-woah-woah
DANNY
But we're such genetic gems
That God can mix and match
What could be better than if our little spawn
Got all his brains from his dad
And from his mom got his brawn?
LIZZIE
Oh funny
DANNY
Imagine what one tiny mix-up could net her
LIZZIE
Net him!
DANNY
Your button nose and my bushy eye-brow
LIZZIE
You for the low brow, me for the high brow
BOTH
Your brow and my brow, what could be better than that?
BOTH
La la la la… (total of 32)
DANNY
Uh, Liz... How come?
LIZZIE
I was careful, I swear it! I never forgot it! I don't know how it happened!
DANNY
Maybe it's just, that no barrier on earth can
Stand up against the vigorous lashing army of my sperm!
LIZZIE
That must be it...
Picture a flailing spermatozoan
Not even knowing where he is going
What's that ahead? A diaphragm! Screw it!
He knows he's dead. My god, he slips through it!
Suddenly he's alone in the river
Now he must seize the chance to deliver
Rounding the bend, the egg starts to glimmer
Is this the end for our little swimmer?
Catching the tide, he sails towards the mystery
Set to collide and change all of history!
BOTH
What could be better than a family extension?
A genetic duet
A little two part invention
LIZZIE
I say
Consider what we'll have in hand when we get her
DANNY
Get him!
LIZZIE
Your sense of mission, my sense of duty
Your disposition my inner beauty
DANNY
Your intuition, my sense of timing
LIZZIE
Your composition, my crazy rhyming
BOTH
Matching of taste that's really uncanny
LIZZIE
My little waist
DANNY
My little fanny
BOTH
Lizzie and Danny, what could be better than that?
( Original Broadway Cast of Baby )
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