Flotsam:
Poor child.
Jetsam:
Poor sweet child.
Flotsam:
She ahas a very serious problem,
Hasn't she?
Flotsam:
If only...
Jetsam:
...there were something...
Together:
...we could do.
Flotsam & Jetsam:
Sweet child
Poor child
So, tragic
So misunderstood
Dear child
Sad child
Life's looking
Shall we say
Not good
No
Who'll release her woes and worries
Who will help her get her man
Sweet child
Perhaps the sea witch can
Ariel:
You mean Ursula?
Flotsam & Jetsam:
She knows your dreams
Ariel:
Father says her magic is evil.
Flotsam & Jetsam:
She'll grant your prayers
Ariel:
Please, I have to go!
Flotsam & Jetsam:
She'll cast a charm
A tiny spell
Why the alarm
No one will tell
No one will care
It's your affair
Sweet child
Dear child
Poor child
Sad child
We'll bring you to her lair right now
Bet in half a sec
Your prince and you are reconciled
Flotsam:
Together...
Jetsam:
...forever.
Ariel:
Take me to her.
Flotsam & Jetsam:
Sweet child.