Part 34

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Julieta: There's nothing rich folks love moreThan going downtown and slummin' it with the poorThey pull up in their carriages and gawkAt the students in the commonJust to watch them talkTake Abuela: the woman is loadedUh-oh, but little does she kn...

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Julieta: There's nothing rich folks love more
Than going downtown and slummin' it with the poor
They pull up in their carriages and gawk
At the students in the common
Just to watch them talk
Take Abuela: the woman is loaded
Uh-oh, but little does she know that
Her grandkids, Isabela, Dolores, Luisa, Camilo, Mirabel, and Antonio
Sneak into the city just to watch all the guys at -

Madrigals: Work, work!

Isabela & Dolores: Isabela!/Dolores!

Madrigals: Work, work!

Luisa & Camilo: Luisa!/Camilo!

Mirabel & Antonio: And Mirabel!/Antonio!

Madrigals: Work, work!
The Madrigal Grandkids!

Isabela and Dolores: Isabela!/Dolores

Mirabel and Antonio: Mirabel!/Antonio!

Luisa and Camilo: Luisa!/Camilo!

Madrigal Grandkids: Work!

Mirabel: Abuela said to be home by sundown

Isabela: Abuela doesn't need to know

Antonio: Abuela said not to go downtown

Luisa: Like I said, you're free to go

Dolores: But look around, look around
The revolution's happening in New York

Luisa, Camilo, Mirabel, Antonio: New work

Madrigals: Isabela, Dolores. Work!

Mirabel: It's bad enough Abuela wants to go to war

Camilo: People shouting in the square

Antonio: It's bad enough there'll be violence on our shore

Isabela and Dolores: New ideas in the air

Isabela, Dolores, and the boys: Look around, look around

Luisa: Isabela, remind me what we're looking for

Boys: She's lookin' for me!

Isabela and Madrigals: Luisa, I'm lookin' for a mind at work (work)
I'm lookin' for a mind at work (work)
I'm lookin' for a mind at work (work)

Everyone: Whoa-ooh, whoa-oh-oh
Whoa-ooh, whoa-oh-oh (work!)

Julieta: Whoo! There's nothin' like summer in the city
Someone in a rush next to someone lookin' pretty
Excuse me, miss, I know it's not funny
But your perfume smells like your abuela's got money

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