Go on. Go on. Your praise is getting old.
QUEEN BEETIFAH:
And then one day, it happened
That a prince was riding near.
He heard Rapunzel's rap songs,
And toward her he did steer.
And as the witch did call and climb,
Upon her he did peer.
He knew he must return
And ask the princess to appear.
Feel it, prince!
PRINCE:
I’d better get away quick,
But I've got to meet this chick!