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Ensemble:
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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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Ensemble:
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Hath all too short a date
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Will:
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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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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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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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Ensemble:
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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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Ensemble:
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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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Ensemble:
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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 |
