How Do You Choose? Lyrics

How Do You Choose? Text

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Lucy:
How do you choose?
One of them is brave,
One of them is bright,
One of them is boring.
At the ballet
One of them was sweet,
One of them was smart,
One of them was snoring.

Quincey's accent gives me gooseflesh
Jacks rich voice holds me enthralled

Seward:
Tra la la

Lucy:
Where as Arthur, never opens his mouth at all

Mina:
What's to be done?
Living on a ranch,
Learning how to dance?

Lucy:
Marrying my neighbor?

Mina:
Who do you love?
Which of them is kind?
Which of them is wise?

Lucy:
Isn't this hard labor?
Quincey rides a palomino
Jack saves lives and cuts of frogs
Where as Arthur spends most evenings with his dogs.

Quincey:
Lucy you're perfection, won't you hitch yer wagon to mine?

Seward:
Please, be my companion; turn my surgery into a shrine

Arthur:
There was something I had to say...

Lucy:
Yes, go on...

Arthur:
Oh, never mind.

Mina:
Follow your heart
Do you want ride,
Do you want to stitch?
Do you want to lay low?

Both:
Three different worlds
Galloping the plains,
Comforting the sick

Mina:
Do you need a halo?

Lucy:
Arthur may not be ambitious
Not exciting, wise or tall
But perhaps, I'd be best off with him after all
Truth is, I love him and I always have done

Mina:
Well then follow your heart and be bold.

Lucy:
He's aesthetic, and wise, and kind

Mina:
You'll be together until you grow old

Lucy:
I've been in love with him since we were children

Mina:
Isn't it time the poor fellow was told?

Lucy:
And with him, I feel peace of mind!

The Three Suitors:
How did you choose?

Quincey:
Given that I'm brave?

Seward:
Given that I'm bright?

Arthur:
Given that I'm boring?

Lucy:
Nothing to lose
Following my heart
Opening my mind
Loving and adoring

Company Except Quincey:
Quincey missed it, by a whisker

Company Except Seward:
Jack will take it like a man

Company Except Arthur:
Whereas Arthur was finished before we began!

All:
Love's mysterious, no you can never choose
You're a fool if you think you can ever choose
There's not a hope
Not a chance
Not the minutest opportunity
No one can claim immunity

Lucy:
Not you, not you. You!