[HOWARD]
This is kind of in a (murmur)

[ALAN]
I can't think of anything else (chuckles) Alright, okay

[HOWARD]
Maybe you're Squanzo

[ALAN]
Betty Boo-Betty Boop, for sure

[ALAN (as JASMINE)]
Call me a princess, I don’t care
Call me obsessed with nails and hair
Only concerned with what to wear
Shallow and so blase

Go ahead, call me “royal pain”
I’m unimpressed with your disdain
Let me repeat one sweet refrain
Princesses get their way

Other girls cook, but that’s not relaxing
Princesses make reservations
Life’s much too short and Lord, it’s so taxing
Ruling these darn Third World nations
Some say that when I nag and whine
Nobody’s voice is shrill as mine
Daddy thinks that I sound just fine
He’s in my royal sway

Other girls study, why do they bother?
I study how to grease up my father
Fathers were born to pay
And princesses get their way

Call me a princess

[ALAN (HOWARD)]
I (She) don't mind
"Sorry."
Selfish disgrace to womankind
People need hobbies - I unwind
Watching how much I weigh

Other girls work for law degrees
Some scrub the floor on hands and knees
I’d rather have a facial, please
Slather her face in clay

Soon I’ll get married - what could be sweeter?
To some Salim are Abdullah
Whoever he is, the two things he’ll need are
Earplugs and plenty of moola
Princesses write a check - it clears
That’s ‘cause they spend those wo- wonder years
Running to Dad and fakin' tears
Training him to obey

Fresh outta cash? No problem, I’ll drop a
Snit and go running straight to my papa
Then everything’s okay.... -kay
Princesses get their way
Believe it
Princesses get their way

[ALAN]
(to HOWARD): That was very rough
[HOWARD]
(unintelligible response)