CORRECT LYRICS
Lyrics : “Excuse Me....” Hapgood’s Entrance
Excuse me, but could you direct me to the Cookie Jar?
What for? There's nobody there, they're all here
Where?
There!
They don't look it
Of course they don't look it, because all of them aren't
Well, which ones are?
You're asking me?
Yes?
You can't tell by looking? Do I look it?
Actually, no
There you are!
Then why aren't you there?
Because I'm herе! I'm in charge!
You can't be Dr. Detmold
Of coursе I'm not Dr. Detmold! He isn't here, but he's at the Cookie Jar
Which is?
That way!
Thank you
Schub, I absolutely refuse to be hated again! Ah, Dr. Detmold?
Who in that line is a patient of yours?
My new a**istant will help you
And where is he?
He knows, I don't. He was due several patients ago. Ah! Doctor
Doctor!
Detmold, L. Morris
Hapgood, J. Bowden
I'm terrible on faces, but I never remember a name. Mayor Schub, Comptroller Hoover Hooper, my new a**istant Dr. J
Doctor
He's Schub, you're Hapgood, and I'm delighted
Good. If you need help, bring your dreams to the Cookie Jar, and my new a**istant will confuse you
So, you are gonna take care of me
He's going to take care of us, first! Now, Doctor, here's our problem in a nutshell
Oh, Schub, haha
We must know immediately which of the people on that line are bonafide pilgrims, ent**led to take our miracle waters, and which are Cookies
Yes
You've got the wrong man
Now, Doctor, you're an eminent psychiatrist, aren't you?
No
I loathe modesty
Even if I were Freud, I've just arrived here. How can I tell you like that who's a pilgrim and who's a Cookie? Dear Mayor
A**
That is obvious. Shall we dance?
Your place or mine?
Here and now
What the hell is this?
I have to think, and I think best on my feet. And I must think of a quick way to discover who is who and what is what and make everybody—
Yes?
—happy! Mayor?
You may
What for? There's nobody there, they're all here
Where?
There!
They don't look it
Of course they don't look it, because all of them aren't
Well, which ones are?
You're asking me?
Yes?
You can't tell by looking? Do I look it?
Actually, no
There you are!
Then why aren't you there?
Because I'm herе! I'm in charge!
You can't be Dr. Detmold
Of coursе I'm not Dr. Detmold! He isn't here, but he's at the Cookie Jar
Which is?
That way!
Thank you
Schub, I absolutely refuse to be hated again! Ah, Dr. Detmold?
Who in that line is a patient of yours?
My new a**istant will help you
And where is he?
He knows, I don't. He was due several patients ago. Ah! Doctor
Doctor!
Detmold, L. Morris
Hapgood, J. Bowden
I'm terrible on faces, but I never remember a name. Mayor Schub, Comptroller Hoover Hooper, my new a**istant Dr. J
Doctor
He's Schub, you're Hapgood, and I'm delighted
Good. If you need help, bring your dreams to the Cookie Jar, and my new a**istant will confuse you
So, you are gonna take care of me
He's going to take care of us, first! Now, Doctor, here's our problem in a nutshell
Oh, Schub, haha
We must know immediately which of the people on that line are bonafide pilgrims, ent**led to take our miracle waters, and which are Cookies
Yes
You've got the wrong man
Now, Doctor, you're an eminent psychiatrist, aren't you?
No
I loathe modesty
Even if I were Freud, I've just arrived here. How can I tell you like that who's a pilgrim and who's a Cookie? Dear Mayor
A**
That is obvious. Shall we dance?
Your place or mine?
Here and now
What the hell is this?
I have to think, and I think best on my feet. And I must think of a quick way to discover who is who and what is what and make everybody—
Yes?
—happy! Mayor?
You may
