Chip on My Shoulder

Woah, Elle, what's up doc?

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 laughingstock!

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

Oh, 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 gotta plow through 'til you-

Found it

Been reading it hard, I can tell

'Tis a gift to be simple, 'tis a gift to be free (mm-mm, mm-mm)

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 prohibited by-

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?

Oh, oh-oh-oh-oh-oh-oh

Gloria, in excelsis Deo

Bye, Warner, Merry Christmas, enjoy Bayo

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

Thank you, you are so adorable to think of me

Elle, hey

Warner

Have you seen Vivian?

I have been looking for her everywhere

Yeah, I, 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, uh

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

Let's see him knock it aside

Ah, daughter of Delta Nu

Show him that you're no fool

Daughter of Delta Nu

Go back to school with a big chip on your shoulder

Mr. Ladimer 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, Miss 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 out 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 standards

All masturbatory emissions where the sperm was clearly not seeking an egg

Would be called reckless abandonment

Miss Woods, you just won your case

(Oh, my god) wait, hold on, we just won the case

(Oh, my god) Elle got all up in Warner's face

(Oh, my god) I am starting to like this place

Yes, oh, my god

Miss Woods, excellent work today

I assume you're applying for my internship, do you have a resume?

I am 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 have 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 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-ell-ell

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, chip on her shoulder)

With little Miss Woods, comma, Elle