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Chip on My Shoulder
Christian Borle, 'Legally Blonde' Greek Chorus, Laura Bell Bundy, and 'Legally Blonde' Ensemble
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Whoa, Elle?
What's up, doc?
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Love
(Excuse me?)
I put my faith in love
I followed where it led
(Love led you here?)
To my personal circle of hell
It has not worked out well
I wish that I were dead
'Cause instead of a wedding and love
I'm flunking out of school
A total laughing stock
Someone he and his friends can just mock
So, go on, here's my head
Just hit it with a rock!
Wait, go back
You came out here to follow a man?
Harvard Law was just part of that plan?
Man, what rich, romantic planet are you from?
Malibu?
Instead of lying outside by the pool
You stalk some guy to an Ivy League school
That's the weirdest reason I have-
Oh, why'd you come?
Okay
I grew up in the Roxbury slums
With my Mom and a series of bums
Guys who showed me all the ways a man can fail
I got through law school by busting my ass
Worked two jobs in addition to class
So, forgive me for not weeping at your tale
Well, excuse me
Just because you've got some kind of chip on your shoulder
You know what?
You're right
There's a chip on my shoulder
And it's big as a boulder
With the chance I've been given
I'm gonna be driven as hell
I'm so close, I can taste it
So, I'm not gonna waste it
Yeah, there's a chip on my shoulder
You might wanna get one as well
I'm sorry, but that sounds highly negative
Wait! Two jobs, plus law school?
How do you do it?
Well
I don't go to parties a lot
Not good use of the time that I've got
Can't spend hours doin' my hair and stayin' in shape
I don't spend hours!
But I know it'll all be worthwhile
When I win my first lucrative trial
And buy my Mom that great big house out on the cape
Oh, that's so sweet
No, that's the chip on my shoulder
I hugged my Mom and told her
With the chance I've been given
I'm gonna be driven as hell
Though I can't take the day off
I just think of the payoff
You need a chip on your shoulder
Little Miss Woods comma Elle
I just need to prove to everyone that I'm serious
What you need is to get to work
Where are your law books?
Um, well, I know they're here somewhere
You know, this vanity's real picturesque
But it started its life as a desk
Clear it off and find some room for books instead
What are you doing?
Can you live without this?
Can you live without that?
I don't know what this is
It's for hair
Wear a hat
Spend some time improving what's inside your head
Out, out, put it in storage
Sell it on eBay, leave it behind
Out, out, what, are you angry?
Good, so get angry, you may find
The chip on your shoulder (ugh!)
Ooh, the room just got colder (hey!)
But with the chance you've been given
Why are you not driven as hell?
There's just no way around it
You've gotta plough through 'til you-
Found it!
Been reading it hard, I can tell
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('Tis a gift to be simple, 'tis a gift to be free)
(Mmm)
Bye, Warner!
Have a great Thanksgiving!
Say hi to your Mom and Dad for me
And Grandma Bootsie
Define malum prohibitum
Malum prohibitum is, um
An act prohib-
An act prohibited by law
Like jaywalking or chewing gum in Singapore
Therefore, malum in se
Is an action, that's evil in itself
Assault, murder, white shoes after Labor Day
Good
Where are you going?
Home, of course
It's Thanksgiving break, remember?
Interesting
What?
Well, I predict you will probably pass (yes!)
In the bottom percent of your class (what?)
If you're going for mediocre, you've done great
That's not fair
Look, they laughed at me, like they're laughing at you
We can't win if we don't follow through
Might I venture your vacation plans can wait?
Why do you always have to be right?
(Gloria)
(In excelsis deo)
Bye, Warner!
Merry Christmas!
Enjoy Vale!
Ho, ho, ho!
Emmett!
For you
Not as good as going home for Christmas, but
You are too sweet
It's a real time saver
Shampoo and conditioner in one
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Thank you, you are so adorable to think of me
Elle, hey!
Warner!
Have you seen Vivienne? I've been looking for her everywhere
Yeah, I mean, no
Great, we're gonna miss our flight
Um, Elle?
I don't know if you've noticed before
But each time Warner walks through the door
Your IQ goes down to 40, maybe less (huh?)
Though it's hardly my business to say
Could it be the real thing in your way
Is the very guy you're trying to impress?
Yes!
I've been smiling and sweet
And thoroughly beaten, blowing my chance
Let's not chase him away
Let's face him and say, "hey, punk, let's dance!"
This chip on my shoulder
Makes me smarter and bolder
No more whining or blaming
I am reclaiming my pride
Grab that book and let's do this
Instead of doodling hearts all through this
Now, there's a chip on my shoulder (chip on my shoulder)
Let's see him knock it aside (ah)
(Daughter of Delta Nu)
(Show 'em that you're no fool)
(Daughter of Delta Nu)
(Go back to school with a big chip on your shoulder)
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Mr. Latimer was clearly within his rights to ask for visitation
Without his sperm, the child in question wouldn't exist
Now you're thinking like a lawyer
Yes, Ms. Woods?
Mr. Huntington makes an excellent point
But, did the defendant keep a log
Of every sperm emission made throughout his life?
Interesting, why do you ask?
Well, unless the defendant attempted to contact every sexual encounter
To find if a child resulted from those unions
He has no parental claim over this child whatsoever
Why now? Why this sperm?
I see your point
And, by Mr. Huntington's standard
All masturbatory emissions where the sperm was clearly
Not seeking an egg could be called reckless abandonment
Ms. Woods, you just won your case
Omigod (wait, hold on, we just won the case)
Omigod (Elle got all up in Warner's face)
Omigod (I am starting to like this place)
Omig-
Ms. Woods, excellent work today
I assume you're applying for my internship
Do you have a resumรฉ?
I'm one step ahead of you
Here you go, and thanks in advance for your consideration
Dear God, it's scented
Three months ago, I would've recycled this
Make sure to put it on file
Guess she got a chip on her shoulder
Maybe some wise man told her
With the chance we've been given
We've gotta be driven as hell!
She was something to see there
I'm just happy I could be there!
First big test and she aced it
She's so close, she can taste it!
She got a chip on her shoulder
Guess you never can tell
With little Miss Woods comma Elle!
(Elle Woods)
(Woods comma Elle, chip on her shoulder)
(Elle Woods)
(Woods comma Elle, chip on her shoulder)
No, you never can tell (Elle Woods, woods comma Elle)
With little Miss Woods comma Elle
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