Clio: So afford me a moment of clarity.
You don’t believe that I am a muse,
but you do believe my sisters placed a curse on you?
Well fie upon you, Sonny Malone!
Clio: Fie. For you are such a fool! I can no longer use words to express it!
Melpomene: Tell him in a song!
Whatever you do you remind me
Wherever you go you won't find me
I won't be needin' any, not for a while
I won't be needin' any, not for a while
Wherever you go you're a loser
I want you to know you're a loser
I won't be needin' any, not for a while
I won't be needin' any, not for a while