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[orphanarium guy]
Who is this one eyed female baby Moses?
With courage in her female baby smile
[orphans]
A saviour from the stars?
Or something stranger still?
[baby Leela]
Or just a lonely filthy starving child?

...

[Bender]
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

...

[Fry]
To win Leela's heart with the holophoners art
I need hand of transcendental quickness

[Robot Devil]
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 in every way!

...

[real Fry]
Look what do you want?

[real Robot Devil]
I want my hands back!

[real Fry]
Never!
A deal's a deal
Even with a dirty dealer

[real Robot Devil]
Very well
Then I'll take what I want from Leela
Leela has promised me her hand

[real Leela]
Fry, you do not understand

I should have revealed I'd been deafened by Bender
The shame, the shame!
But I feared you'd stop writing this musical splendour
Deception's the curse of my whimsical gender

He gave me mechanical ears
Effective though just a bit garish
In return without shedding a tear I agreed
That I'd give him my hand

[real Robot Devil]
In marriage

[real Leela]
What?

[real Robot Devil]
You'll give me your hand in marriage!

[Hermes in audience]
Is this really happening or just being staged
[Professor in audience]
It can't be real
[Amy in audience]
Not if Leela is engaged

[real Leela on stage]
That isn't what I meant
That isn't what I signed

[real Robot Devil]
You should have checked the wording in the fine...
... Print

[real Leela]
I'll give you my hand

[both]
In marriage

[real Bender in audience]
The use of words expressing something other than their literal intention
Now that is irony

[real Robot Devil]
I will marry her now and confine 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!

[real Fry]
Destiny has cheated me
By forcing me to decide upon
The woman that I idolise
Or the hands of an automaton

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

...

[Professor in audience]
I can't believe the Devil is so unforgiving
[Zoidberg in audience]
I can't believe everybody's just adlibbing

[robot priest]
By the power vested in me by the state of New New York

[real Fry]
No!
Stop!
Take my hands!
You evil metal dork!

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