Kiss the Girl (Amos version)

Later that evening, Peter and Wendy rode in a wooden rowboat down a quiet blue lagoon. By now, the two of them had enjoyed a wonderful time while doing the tour. However, Peter still didn’t kiss Wendy out of love. So now, Wendy was close to one day remaining. Nearby, Skippy, Piglet, and Rocky watched from a safe distance.

"Move over," Skippy whispered. "Move your big tail."

"Skippy and I can't see a thing." added Piglet, whispering.

Rocky looked downcast. "Nothing is happening." he said, "Only one day left, and that boy ain't puckered up once. O.K. All right, this calls for a little vocal romantic stimulation."

He flew up to an overhead branch and landed, scattering some bluebirds who were enjoying Peter and Wendy being together.

"Stand back." said the squirrel. After clearing his throat, Rocky started singing, but his singing was not very good, nor was it romantic like he perceived.

Below him, Peter and Wendy continued their ride in the boat. Peter heard Rocky's poor singing voice. "Wow," he said. "Somebody should find that poor animal and put it out of its misery."

Wendy saw Rocky singing above them and felt embarrassed. Rocky winked at the London-dwelling girl, but she did not feel comfortable at all with the squirrel's singing she just gave him an uncomfortable smile and looked away, hiding her face in her hands.

Amos was also on the boat and, he didn’t like Rocky's singing either. Amos was covering his ears and glaring at Rocky. "Jeez, man," said the mouse, rolling his eyes. "I'm surrounded by amateurs!"

Annoyed with Rocky and knowing how to handle romantic music properly, Amos got into the water and grabbed a small petal of underwater reed grass, saying, "You want something done, you've got to do it yourself."

He came back a few seconds later with several ducks and turtles. He held the reed like a baton, announcing, "First, we got to create the mood. Percussion. . . ."

Knowing what to do, the turtles flipped on their backs, allowing the ducks to tap their bellies like they were playing drums.

"Strings. . . ." the mouse said, as he directed towards some crickets.

"Winds. . . ." Amos said, as cattails rustled in the wind, creating a flute-like sound.

"Words. . . ." Amos finished, and he began to serenade the young couple.

With everyone ready and playing the quiet romantic tune, Amos started singing.

Amos Mouse: *There, you see her*
*Sitting there across the way*
*She don't got a lot to say*
*But there's something about her*

Peter perked up a bit at the mention of Amos' words. Wendy looked around, and her eyes widened when she slightly turned to be met with Amos and became worried.

Amos: *And you don't know why*
*But you're dying to try*
*You wanna kiss the girl*

Amos whispered the last line into the flying boy's ear before he flew away. Peter quickly turned his head to see what he had heard. "Did you hear something?" he asked.

Wendy just shrugged her shoulders innocently and shook her head. Soon after, Amos resumed his singing with the ducks and turtles now joining him.

Amos: *Yes, you want her*
*Look at her, you know you do*

Peter looked at the London-dwelling girl, who was playing with a strand of her hair. She looked sad. When she caught him looking at her, he smiled, and all sadness disappeared from her face. She smiled back.

Amos: *Possible she wants you, too*
*There is one way to ask her*

Amos' choir continued to grow with the addition of some flamingoes.

Amos: *You don't take a word*
*Not a single word*
*Go on and kiss the girl*

Wendy leaned in with her full lips puckered, hoping that Peter would kiss her. Just before their lips touched, Peter pulled back.

Amos, on a lily pad, poked his head underwater and directed towards some underwater locals.

Amos: (*spoken*) Sing with me now.

Some frogs, riding on the boat oars, sang along as well.

Amos and Frogs: *Sha la la la la la*
*My, oh my*
*Looks like the boy's too shy*
*Ain't gonna kiss the girl*

Wendy placed her hand on her face in boredom.

Frogs: *Sha la la la la la*

Amos came in, surrounded by two pelicans and an old turtle, and sang for the frogs.

Amos: *Ain't that sad?*
*Ain't it a shame? Too bad!*
*He's gonna miss the girl*

As the tune went on, Peter spoke to Wendy.

"You know, I feel really bad not knowing your name." he said, "Hey, maybe I could guess."

He laid back calmly and started brainstorming ideas. "Is it...err...Victoria?"

Wendy pulled a face and stuck out her tongue in disgust, making Peter laugh. "O.K., no." he said. Then he suggested some other names.

"How about...Paula?"

Wendy shook her head no.

"Anne?"

"Wendy. Her name is Wendy." Amos whispered from underneath the side of the boat.

"Wendy?" the flying boy responded to the voice, but the London-dwelling girl across from him began nodding her head excitedly.

"Wendy?" Peter asked in an excited, yet quiet, tone of voice.

Wendy grabbed his hand and nodded more.

"Well, that's kinda pretty." the flying boy smiled. He had no desire to pull his hand away from hers and he placed his other hand on top of hers.

"OK," said Peter. "Wendy."

Satisfied that he now knew her name, Peter resumed in staring at her. By now, Peter stopped rowing the boat and allowed the current flowing in the lake to move it. The rowboat rode under a willow tree as two storks pulled some of the vegetation out of the way so they could get into it.

Amos: *Now's your moment*
(***Ya, ya, ya***)
*Floating in a blue lagoon*
(***Ya, ya, ya***)
*Boy, you'd better do it soon*
*No time will be better*
(***Ya, ya, ya, ya, ya***)

Amos appeared from underwater while singing his verse. A group of small fish jumped out of the water, each singing a note above his head.

Amos: *She don't say a word*
*And she won't say a word*
*Until you kiss the girl*

Soon, a large group of crocodiles, including a frog, some fish, and a turtle, swam up to the boat and started circling around the boat and began to sing along with Amos.

Amos and Lagoonfolk: *Sha la la la la la*
*Don't be scared*
*You got the mood prepared*
*Go on and kiss the girl*
(***Whoa, whoa!***)

Fireflies were flying around the couple and brightening their lights much brighter than ever before. A smile grew from both Peter and Wendy's faces as they stared at each other. Even though she couldn't talk, Peter could tell that she really liked him just as much as he liked her.

Amos and Lagoonfolk: *Sha la la la la la*
*Don't stop now*
*Don't try to hide it how*
*You wanna kiss the girl*
(***Whoa, whoa!***)

Some pelicans and some fish were singing the song,

As the flamingoes were dancing and singing, Rocky flew right in front of them and cut them off by singing his terrible croaking song from earlier. They grabbed his mouth to shut him up, and they resumed singing.

Flamingoes: *Sha la la la la la*
*Float along*
*And listen to the song*
*The song say kiss the girl*
(***Whoa, whoa!***)

A group of fish, Skippy, and Piglet tagging along, came from underneath the boat and started to squirt water like a fountain from out of their mouths. Peter and Wendy stared at each other even harder than before. Neither of them could deny that they had developed feelings for each other. He liked her, and she liked him.

Amos and Lagoonfolk: *Sha la la la la*
*The music play*
*Do what the music say*
*You gotta kiss the girl*

By now, Peter and Wendy started slowly moving towards each other. Some frogs whispered.

Amos and Lagoonfolk: *Kiss the girl*

Some bluebirds chirped excitedly as the two got closer.

Amos and Lagoonfolk: *You wanna kiss the girl*

Some frogs on a turtle and some flamingoes puckered their lips.

Amos and Lagoonfolk: *You've gotta kiss the girl*

Some ducks waited anxiously for the two to kiss as Amos grabbed Rocky's neck and started shaking it watched with much anticipation.

Amos: *GO ON AND-*

All: *Kiss the girl*

But just as it seemed the two were going to kiss, the boat suddenly flipped over, sending the two into the water. Amos slapped himself in the face with his palm and groaned in frustration, and Rocky's mouth fell open as the birds squawked awkwardly as they flew away from the wreck. The frogs and flamingoes retreated, as if all of their work was ruined before them.

"Whoa! Hang on!" Peter called, lifting Wendy up out of the water, "I've gotcha!"