Discord: A little glass of water please A fresh pressed hanky if I sneeze Some tea with honey from the bees Whenever you can brew it
Tracy (Spoken): Tricia…do you think you can…
Tricia (Spoken): Yeah, yeah…I bet he’s faking it though!
Discord: And while I get a little rest A teeny tiny small request Some codfish oil for my chest Poured from a crystal cruet
Tracy (Spoken): A crystal cruet?
Tricia (Spoken): Don’t look at me!
Discord (singing faster): My goodness, I'm a nincompoop Because I fear I've got the croup I need a vat of pumpkin soup And scarves made out of zinnias Did I say zinnias? I meant silk Or something shiny of that ilk And then I'll need some nice warm milk And pastries from Abyssinia And since my stomach's feeling crummy Why not give my aching tummy Something soothing, something yummy Piled up with noodles? Add a slice of homemade rye With stacks of Swiss way up high Served with sides of sweet mince pie More basil; I need oodles!
Tracy (Spoken) (Annoyed): Anything else?
Discord: I’ll be grateful for your charity Until the bitter end Because I’ve heard that tenderness Is what you lend an ailing friend Tenderness, isn't that right, friend?
Tracy (Spoken): Right, but—
Discord: So, who's ready for my big reprise? I'd like that glass of water please Some magic spell to cure disease A firm \"gesundhoof\" when I sneeze A fresh bouquet of roses Some lozenges will soon appease My wheezing when I start to sneeze A wig to keep me from the breeze And blankets for my toes-es Take tweezers out of my valise And then massage my knobby knees A bowl of peas, some extra cheese A cuddle with a Pekingese A singing harp who's named Louise A goat on skis, a new trapeze And more and more and more and more of these And just because I oughta... Make sure I'm drinking in the right Amount of fluids day and night I wish I may, I wish I might Have just one little thing Oh, would you please finally bring Me that tiny glass Of water?!!