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We want Will! x12 (Dialogue overlapping) |
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Will: |
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Shall I compare thee |
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Ensemble: |
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To a summer's day |
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Will: |
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Yeah! |
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Thou art more lovely and more temperate |
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And the rough winds shake the darling buds of May, yeah |
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And summer's lease |
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Hath all too short a date |
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I adore the adoration |
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Though others may abhor it |
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It's quite a new sensation |
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What shall we call it? |
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Will Power |
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Will: |
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I am the will of the people now |
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Ensemble: |
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He is the will of the people now |
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Will Power |
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Will: |
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I am the will of the people now |
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Ensemble: |
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He is the will |
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Will: |
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Can you feel it? (Yeah, woo) |
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I can feel it too |
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In fact, I'd like to feel you a little bit later |
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Do you want more? (Yeah) |
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When do you want it? |
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Tomorrow? (No) |
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Later (No) |
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Let me hear you say now! (Now!) |
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Let me hear you say now is! (Now is!) |
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Let me hear you say now is the! (Now is the!) |
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Oh do it with me |
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Now is the winter of our discontent |
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Now is the winter of our discontent |
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Will: |
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Made glorious summer by this sun of York |
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Ensemble: |
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Made glorious summer by this sun of York |
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Will: |
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Let me hear you say |
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Glorious (Glorious) |
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Do you mean me? (Glorious) |
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Well I can't be (Glorious) |
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Now let me see g-l-o-r-i-o-u-s |
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Who fits that bill? |
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It's Will! |
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Will: |
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Yes |
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There's a feeling going round |
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Does anybody call it? |
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Ensemble: |
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We're shaking it with Shakespeare! |
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Will: |
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Methinks you got it |
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Ensemble: |
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Will Power |
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Will: |
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I am the will of the people now |
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Ensemble: |
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He is the will of the people now |
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Will Power |
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Will: |
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I am the will of the people now |
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Ensemble: |
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He is the will |
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Will: |
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Huzzah! (Huzzah!) |
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Oh that is music to my ears |
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And if music be the food of love, play on |
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That's a new one, don't even know where to put it yet |
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Speaking of love, here's one for all you lovers out there |
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Soft, what light through yonder window breaks? |
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Thank you |
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It is the east and Juliet is the sun. |
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Arise, fair sun, and kill the envious moon, ah, the moon. |
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Who is already sick and pale |
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So sick and so pale with grief |
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That thou her maid art far more fair than she |
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Than she (Ahhh) |
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Thank you, I like that one too |
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Will Power |
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Will Power |
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Will: |
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I am the Will with the skill to thrill you with my quill |
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I am the hardworking bard you got, yeah |
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I am the Will (He is the Will) |
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I am the Will (He is the Will) |
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I am the man you wanna see up on the bill (Bill, bill) |
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I am the star b-a bard |
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The chosen one that heaven smiled upon (Thank you God) |
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If you wanna see perfection on any given day, |
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You know what they say |
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When there's a will, there's a way (Will Power) |
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When there's a will, there's a way (Will Power) |
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Will Power (Will Power!) |
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Good night |
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Good night |
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Parting is such sweet sorrow |
