Beetlejuice: The musical lyrics

Girl Scout

SKY:
This is it, the day I've been waiting for. Wishing, hoping working and praying for. The day my parents have been delaying for years. Ooh, I'm gonna sell some cookies.
It's not their fault that they're over protective. I was boen with arrhythmia, my heart is defective. Only takes one chock, and I could be dead from the fear.
Still, I'm gonna sell some cookies.

Hike by hike, song by song. The Girl Scouts helped my heart grow strong. They'd have my back if anything went wrong with me.

Jamborees, soda pop. Distract me from the fact that my heart could stop, from tetralogy of Fallot in my pulmonary artery!
Whee!

When you're a Girl Scout. Everything's gonna work out. Even if you're born with congenital heart disease, and you could be killed by a random sneeze. You're a Girl Scout. And everything's gonna work out. Just gonna ring the bell of this creepy looking house.

LYDIA (spoken):
Hello, little girl!

SKY:
Oh, um, yes, um, hi. My name is Sky, andI'm here today to support the Girl Scouts by selling cookies. Four dollars a box. Would you like some?

LYDIA (spoken):
Sure.

SKY (spoken):
Really?

LYDIA (spoken):
Yeah, what flavours you got?

SKY:
I've got chocolate, banana and oat bran, pecan. Samoas and thin mints, and one that tastes like apple pie.

LYDIA:
Why won't you come inside?

SKY (spoken):
But we're really not supposed to.

LYDIA (spoken):
Why?

SKY (spoken):
Pedophiles.

(Sung):
But it's so cold, and you're not mean. And no one gets molested by a gothy teen. So I guess, okay, it's fine.

LYDIA (spoken):
Yeah?

SKY:
Alright, I'll come inside.

(Spoken):
It's so dark in here

LYDIA (spoken):
Is it? I hadn't noticed.

SKY (spoken):
Okay... well... maybe I should come back another time when your parents are home?

BETELGEUSE (spoken):
Booo!

*SKY SCREAMS*