Karaoke: Working hard to get my fill,
Everybody wants a thrill
Payin’ anything to roll the dice
Just one more time

Some will win, some will lose
Some are born to sing the blues
Oh, the movie never ends
It goes on and on and on and on

Strangers waiting! Up and down the boulevard
Their shadows, searching in the night
Streetlights, people! Living just to find emotion

Dancers: Hiding, somewhere in the niiiiiight!

Bianca: Anyone joining me at the microphone?

Sparrow: And subject these nice people to my singing voice? No thanks.

Bianca: Patrick? Unless you’ve never done it before . . .

Patrick: I didn’t know you would want me to, Master.

Sparrow: Well, there’s no time like the present . . . if you want to. But if you’re happy enjoying the music from here, nobody’s going to make you get up —