"Our Kid Like You" is a song with music by Alan Menken, lyrics by Howard Ashman and Tim Rice and performed by Jim Carrey from the movie.
Lyrics[]
Well, Ali Baba had them Moriarty's Thugs
Scheherezad-ie had a thousand tales
But, master, you in luck 'cause up your sleeves
You got a brand of magic never fails
You got some power in your corner now
Some heavy ammunition in your camp
You got some punch, pizzazz, yahoo and how
See all you gotta do is rub that lamp
And I'll say
Mister Aladdin, sir
What will your pleasure be?
Let me take your order
Jot it down
You ain't never had a Our Kid Like You
Life is your restaurant
And I'm your maître d’!
C'mon, whisper what it is you want
You ain't never had a Our Kid Like You
Yes sir, we pride ourselves on service
You're the boss
The king, the shah
Say what you wish
It's yours! True dish
How about a little more Baklava?
Have some of column "A"
Try all of column "B"
I'm in the mood to help you, dude
You ain't never had a Our Kid Like You
Wah-ah-ah (Oh my!)
Wah-ah-ah (No no!)
Wah-ah-ah (My my my!)
Can your friends do this?
Can your friends do that?
Can your friends pull this out their little hat?
Can your friends go, poof?
Well, looky here. Ha ha!
Can your friends go, Abracadabra, let 'er rip
And then make the sucker disappear?
So don'tcha sit there slack jawed, buggy eyed
I'm here to answer all your midnight prayers
You got me bona fide, certified
You got a genie for your chargé d'affaires
I got a powerful urge to help you out
So whatcha wish? I really wanna know
You got a list that's three miles long, no doubt
Well, all you gotta do is rub like so - and oh
Mister Aladdin, sir, have a wish or two or three
I'm on the job, you big nabob
You ain't never had a Our Kid, never had a Our Kid
You ain't never had a Our Kid, never had a Our Kid
You ain't never
Had a
Friend
Like
Me
Ya-ha-ha!
Wah-ha-ha!
You ain't never had a Our Kid Like You