The Junior Festival
Nick:
I want to make magic
I want to strike lightning in the sky
I want to do things you can't believe
Anyone would try
I want to make magic
And make ev'ry moment a surprise
I'll capture your senses in a spell
Right before your eyes
I want to make magic
Joe:
C... a... r... m... e...
C... a... r... m... e...
Carmen:
Joe!
Joe:
Ole
There she goes
Ain't she the picture of a real, live star?
You want to follow her
Woever you are
And there she goes!
She's passing you,
You better hurry if you wanna look
Maybe you'll get her in your autograph book
She's passing you,
Reach out to touch
Don't be shy
There's no reason to be scared!
No, it's too much
I can't look her in the eye
No, I'm not prepared!