Lucky Rabbit’s Feet

strattonel

Chloe and Rebecca

strattonel

Celtic, princess-pop, theatrical waltz

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[Opening — harp, piano, birdsong]

R:
Once upon a morning
When the sky was cotton blue,
A little bird came singin'
That my wish was comin' true!

C:
Did it now?

R:
It did!

C:
And did the bird provide
Any documentation too?

R:
Chloe.

C:
Rebecca.

R:
It's Princess Day.

C:
Ah, right.

[brightly]
How enchantin'.

[Verse 1 — pizzicato strings enter]

R:
Every princess gets a blessing,
Every story gets a sign;
Maybe mine's a handsome hero—

C:
Please don't tell me one is mine.

R:
Maybe yours is buried treasure!

C:
I've enough things buried, thanks.

R:
Maybe somewhere there's a castle—

C:
Do they have reasonable banks?

R:
You're impossible!

C:
I'm practical.

R:
You're supposed to make a wish!

C:
Fine, I'd like a decent breakfast.

R:
That's not princess—

C:
Eggs and fish?

R:
No!

C:
Toast?

R:
Dream bigger!

C:
...with preserves?

[Pre-Chorus — flute joins]

R:
Maybe all ya need is magic!

C:
Maybe magic needs receipts.

R:
Maybe all we need together—

C:
Why're ya starin' at my feet?

R:
Not yours.

[beat]

Mine.

[Chorus — full whimsical orchestra]

R:
We've got lucky rabbit's feet!

C:
Oh, fer God's sake.

R:
And a little luck from you!

C:
That's not how—

R:
When you put the two together,
There's no tellin' what we'll do!

C:
Sure, we'll stumble into trouble—

R:
Then we'll land upon our feet!

C:
Technically, your feet are rabbit's—

R:
And technically, you're sweet!

C:
Take it back.

R:
Lucky rabbit's feet!

C:
I walked into that one.

R:
Lucky rabbit's feet!

C:
Ah, sure, the rhyme is fun.

R+C:
When the odds say happy endings
Are impossible to meet,
We'll just tilt the world a little
With our lucky rabbit's feet!

[Verse 2 — skipping acoustic guitar, strings]

C:
Well, if we're bein' princesses,
I've conditions of me own:
No sittin' in a tower
Waitin' helpless and alone.

R:
Agreed!

C:
No apples from old strangers.

R:
Obviously.

C:
No contracts from the sea.

R:
And if a handsome prince needs saving—

C:
He can bloody well save me.

R:
Chloe!

C:
What?

R:
PG!

C:
"Bloody" means—

R:
I know what it means!

C:
Then why'd ya—

R:
Keep singing!

C:
Bossy rabbit.

R:
Grumpy Clover.

[Pre-Chorus]

R:
I want gowns and balls and dancing!

C:
I want pockets in the gown.

R:
I want woodland friends around me!

C:
Keep the squirrels on the ground.

R:
I want stars to grant our wishes!

C:
I want wishes with no strings.

R:
Then we'll write our own conditions—

C:
Now that sounds like a princess thing.

[Chorus — bigger]

R:
We've got lucky rabbit's feet!

C:
And a wee bit luck from me!

R:
See? You're getting it!

C:
Don't push yer luck, bunny.

R:
Too late!

R+C:
We can take an old enchantment
And decide what it should be!

C:
If the road becomes a briar—

R:
We'll put ribbons on the thorns!

C:
If we're chased by angry dragons—

R:
We'll accessorize the horns!

C:
That seems unwise.

R:
It'll be adorable.

R+C:
When the odds say happy endings
Are impossible to meet,
We'll just tilt the world a little
With our lucky rabbit's feet!

[Bridge — dreamy waltz, close harmony]

R:
Maybe wishes aren't just wishes
Someone else decides to grant.

C:
Maybe fate's not some commandment
Sayin' what ya can and can't.

R:
Maybe princesses aren't chosen
By a crown or royal name.

C:
Maybe girls who've lost their stories
Get to write 'em out again.

R:
Maybe happy-ever-after
Doesn't mean that sorrow ends.

C:
Maybe sometimes it's just findin'
Someone daft enough—

R:
Hey!

C:
—to call a friend.

[brief pause]

R:
You're my friend too.

C:
I know, love.

R:
Even without the rabbit feet?

C:
Let's not get carried away.

[Key change — enormous Disney finale]

R:
We've got lucky rabbit's feet!

C:
We've got stubborn Clover pride!

R:
We've got dresses—

C:
We've got pockets!

R:
And no prince gets to decide!

C:
We've got scars we needn't hide, love—

R:
We've got songs we haven't sung!

C:
We've been old enough for sorrow—

R:
So today we're staying young!

R+C:
We don't need a fairy godmother
To make our lives complete!
We can make our own damn—

R:
Chloe!

C:
—darn happy ending!

R:
Thank you!

R+C:
With our lucky rabbit's feet!

[Orchestra flourish]

R:
Lucky!

C:
Rabbit!

R:
Clover!

C:
Bunny!

R+C:
FEET!

[huge orchestral finish — then tiny harp plink]

C:
...So, about breakfast.

R:
You're a princess now. You can have anything.

C:
Grand.

[bright Disney-princess voice]

I wish for pancakes.

[magical chime]

R:
See?! Magic!

C:
...Those actually look quite good.

R:
Lucky rabbit's feet.

C:
Don't ruin the pancakes.

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[Opening — harp, piano, birdsong] R: Once upon a morning When the sky was cotton blue, A little bird came singin' That my wish was comin' true! C: Did it now? R: It did! C: And did the bird provide Any documentation too? R: Chloe. C: Rebecca. R: It's Princess Day. C: Ah, right. [brightly] How enchantin'. [Verse 1 — pizzicato strings enter] R: Every princess gets a blessing, Every story gets a sign; Maybe mine's a handsome hero— C: Please don't tell me one is mine. R: Maybe yours is buried treasure! C: I've enough things buried, thanks. R: Maybe somewhere there's a castle— C: Do they have reasonable banks? R: You're impossible! C: I'm practical. R: You're supposed to make a wish! C: Fine, I'd like a decent breakfast. R: That's not princess— C: Eggs and fish? R: No! C: Toast? R: Dream bigger! C: ...with preserves? [Pre-Chorus — flute joins] R: Maybe all ya need is magic! C: Maybe magic needs receipts. R: Maybe all we need together— C: Why're ya starin' at my feet? R: Not yours. [beat] Mine. [Chorus — full whimsical orchestra] R: We've got lucky rabbit's feet! C: Oh, fer God's sake. R: And a little luck from you! C: That's not how— R: When you put the two together, There's no tellin' what we'll do! C: Sure, we'll stumble into trouble— R: Then we'll land upon our feet! C: Technically, your feet are rabbit's— R: And technically, you're sweet! C: Take it back. R: Lucky rabbit's feet! C: I walked into that one. R: Lucky rabbit's feet! C: Ah, sure, the rhyme is fun. R+C: When the odds say happy endings Are impossible to meet, We'll just tilt the world a little With our lucky rabbit's feet! [Verse 2 — skipping acoustic guitar, strings] C: Well, if we're bein' princesses, I've conditions of me own: No sittin' in a tower Waitin' helpless and alone. R: Agreed! C: No apples from old strangers. R: Obviously. C: No contracts from the sea. R: And if a handsome prince needs saving— C: He can bloody well save me. R: Chloe! C: What? R: PG! C: "Bloody" means— R: I know what it means! C: Then why'd ya— R: Keep singing! C: Bossy rabbit. R: Grumpy Clover. [Pre-Chorus] R: I want gowns and balls and dancing! C: I want pockets in the gown. R: I want woodland friends around me! C: Keep the squirrels on the ground. R: I want stars to grant our wishes! C: I want wishes with no strings. R: Then we'll write our own conditions— C: Now that sounds like a princess thing. [Chorus — bigger] R: We've got lucky rabbit's feet! C: And a wee bit luck from me! R: See? You're getting it! C: Don't push yer luck, bunny. R: Too late! R+C: We can take an old enchantment And decide what it should be! C: If the road becomes a briar— R: We'll put ribbons on the thorns! C: If we're chased by angry dragons— R: We'll accessorize the horns! C: That seems unwise. R: It'll be adorable. R+C: When the odds say happy endings Are impossible to meet, We'll just tilt the world a little With our lucky rabbit's feet! [Bridge — dreamy waltz, close harmony] R: Maybe wishes aren't just wishes Someone else decides to grant. C: Maybe fate's not some commandment Sayin' what ya can and can't. R: Maybe princesses aren't chosen By a crown or royal name. C: Maybe girls who've lost their stories Get to write 'em out again. R: Maybe happy-ever-after Doesn't mean that sorrow ends. C: Maybe sometimes it's just findin' Someone daft enough— R: Hey! C: —to call a friend. [brief pause] R: You're my friend too. C: I know, love. R: Even without the rabbit feet? C: Let's not get carried away. [Key change — enormous Disney finale] R: We've got lucky rabbit's feet! C: We've got stubborn Clover pride! R: We've got dresses— C: We've got pockets! R: And no prince gets to decide! C: We've got scars we needn't hide, love— R: We've got songs we haven't sung! C: We've been old enough for sorrow— R: So today we're staying young! R+C: We don't need a fairy godmother To make our lives complete! We can make our own damn— R: Chloe! C: —darn happy ending! R: Thank you! R+C: With our lucky rabbit's feet! [Orchestra flourish] R: Lucky! C: Rabbit! R: Clover! C: Bunny! R+C: FEET! [huge orchestral finish — then tiny harp plink] C: ...So, about breakfast. R: You're a princess now. You can have anything. C: Grand. [bright Disney-princess voice] I wish for pancakes. [magical chime] R: See?! Magic! C: ...Those actually look quite good. R: Lucky rabbit's feet. C: Don't ruin the pancakes.

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