[00:00.000] 作曲 : Marc Shaiman/Scott Wittman
[00:00.274]Remember that story I learned at your feet
[00:04.193]Now it's my turn, take a sit
[00:08.268]Two little mice of great renown
[00:12.395]Fell in some milk and one proceded to drown
[00:16.235]The other one's still the toast of the town
[00:19.788]'Cause he made butter outta cream
[00:24.437]He looked around, deduced his plight
[00:28.434]Said "This is no way to spend a Saturday night"
[00:32.509]But he had the style to make things right
[00:35.801]So, he made butter outta cream
[00:40.503]He kicked his legs up
[00:42.488]He tossed and turned
[00:44.500]So not to end up a ghost
[00:48.496]He did the hokey-pokey
[00:50.142]Till the cream was churned
[00:52.519]Then baby, he walked right out
[00:54.635]And buttered his toast
[00:56.751]Now he's on top for goodness sakes
[01:00.748]Yeah he's the big cheese up at "Land O' Lakes"
[01:04.797]He's living proof that pop all it takes
[01:08.166]Is a scheme
[01:11.144]So if you land in the gutter
[01:14.697]Just make butter out of cream
[01:18.459]It's your turn, Dad.
[01:19.399]Nah—you're doing great.
[01:20.757]Oh no, this, this is a duet.
[01:22.273]It's Frank and Dean. It's not a solo act.
[01:24.754]Well, you know ... there is one I haven't told you.
[01:28.150]Really?
[01:29.195]There was a cockroach in Brazil
[01:33.140]Got drunk at the local coffee mill
[01:37.476]He thought his time was up until
[01:41.420]He made coffee outta beans
[01:45.234]When he came to he heard such a sound
[01:49.205]Much to his shock when he looked around
[01:53.254]He had been scooped and was about to be ground
[01:56.728]So, he made coffee out of beans
[02:01.378]He marched to south
[02:02.762]And he stomped to the north
[02:05.270]He had to race against fate
[02:09.267]He did the cuckarocha while those tears poured forth
[02:13.055]Then senor, things began to percolate
[02:17.861]He held his breath and swam to the top
[02:21.780]He borrowed beans from his mom and pop
[02:25.907]And opened up his own coffee shop
[02:28.859]Out in queens!
[02:32.046]When his lights were almost off
[02:34.997]He just made coffee outta beans
[02:39.438]Let's bring this one home, Dad!
[02:41.345]You got it, Son!
[02:45.107]So think of those two when life's the pits
[02:49.704]"The bug"
[02:50.122]And "The mouse"
[02:51.637]At the end of their wits
[02:53.597]They knew the key to life
[02:56.157]Is that its wha'cha dream
[03:00.101]So if lemons clog your sink up
[03:04.150]Don't just stand around and scream
[03:08.121]Spike some lemonade and drink up
[03:12.196]And make butter out of cream
[03:15.618]Just make butter out of cream
[03:20.346]Make some butter out of cream
[03:22.828]I hear what you're saying, son
[03:25.335]I'll make butter out of cream
[03:31.448]Wha-do-ya-do-ya-do-ya-do-ya-do-whap
[03:35.340]Swing it!

作曲 : Marc Shaiman/Scott Wittman
Remember that story I learned at your feet
Now it's my turn, take a sit
Two little mice of great renown
Fell in some milk and one proceded to drown
The other one's still the toast of the town
'Cause he made butter outta cream
He looked around, deduced his plight
Said "This is no way to spend a Saturday night"
But he had the style to make things right
So, he made butter outta cream
He kicked his legs up
He tossed and turned
So not to end up a ghost
He did the hokey-pokey
Till the cream was churned
Then baby, he walked right out
And buttered his toast
Now he's on top for goodness sakes
Yeah he's the big cheese up at "Land O' Lakes"
He's living proof that pop all it takes
Is a scheme
So if you land in the gutter
Just make butter out of cream
It's your turn, Dad.
Nah—you're doing great.
Oh no, this, this is a duet.
It's Frank and Dean. It's not a solo act.
Well, you know ... there is one I haven't told you.
Really?
There was a cockroach in Brazil
Got drunk at the local coffee mill
He thought his time was up until
He made coffee outta beans
When he came to he heard such a sound
Much to his shock when he looked around
He had been scooped and was about to be ground
So, he made coffee out of beans
He marched to south
And he stomped to the north
He had to race against fate
He did the cuckarocha while those tears poured forth
Then senor, things began to percolate
He held his breath and swam to the top
He borrowed beans from his mom and pop
And opened up his own coffee shop
Out in queens!
When his lights were almost off
He just made coffee outta beans
Let's bring this one home, Dad!
You got it, Son!
So think of those two when life's the pits
"The bug"
And "The mouse"
At the end of their wits
They knew the key to life
Is that its wha'cha dream
So if lemons clog your sink up
Don't just stand around and scream
Spike some lemonade and drink up
And make butter out of cream
Just make butter out of cream
Make some butter out of cream
I hear what you're saying, son
I'll make butter out of cream
Wha-do-ya-do-ya-do-ya-do-ya-do-whap
Swing it!