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Futurama - Leela: Orphan of the Stars lyrics

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Who is this one eyed female baby Moses?

With courage in her female babies smile?





A savior from the stars

Or something stranger still





Or just a lonely filthy starving child





Leela! Leela, Leela save him

Save Fry! Save Fry! Godzilla,

Will devour him as for me I must be off

To have my doctor check this cough

Goodbye





To win Leela's heart with the holophoner's art

I need hands of transcendental quickness





Well I don't see any danger

In gambling with a stranger

For my head is of a most amazing thickness



I'm stupid! I'm stupid! I'm stupider than you

I'm stupider than you in every way





Stupider?

Bah! This opera is as lousy as it is brilliant

Your lyrics lack subtelty

You can't just have your characters announce how they feel

That makes me feel angry!





Look, what do you want?





I want my hands back!

Ahahahahahahaha!





Never!

A Deals a deal, even with a dirty dealer





Very well, then I'll take what I want from Leela!

Leela has promised me her hand





Fry, you do not understand!



I should have revealed I've been deafened by Bender

the shame, the shame

But I feared you'd stop writing this musical splendor

Deceptions', the curse of my whimsical gender

He gave me mechanical ears

Effective yet just a bit garish

In return without shedding a tear

I agreed that I'd give him my hand...





In marriage





What?





You'll give me your hand in marriage





Is this really happening or just being staged?





It can't be real,





Not if Leela is engaged





That isn't what I meant, that isn't what I signed





You should have checked the wording in the fine,

Print





I'll give you my hand





In marriage





The use of words expressing something other than

their literal intentions, now that, is, irony!





I will marry her now and confide her to Hell

How droll, how droll!

Where Styx is a river and not just a band

Though they'll play our reception if all goes as planned

Unless Fry you surrender my hands!!





Destiny has cheated me, by 

forcing me to decide upon

the woman that I idolize

Or the hands of an automotan



Without these hands I can't complete

The opera that was captivating her but if I keep

them, and she marries him

then he probably won't want me dating her





I can't believe the Devil is so unforgiving





I can't believe everybody is just ad-libbing!





By the power invested in me by the state of New New York





No!! Stop!

Take my hands, you evil! Metal! Dork!!





Ahahahahahaha!!
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