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♪ H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Who's your friend when things get rough? ♪

♪ H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Can't do a little 'cause he can't do enough. ♪

♪ Once upon a summertime ♪

♪ Just a dream from yesterday ♪

♪ A boy and his magic golden flute ♪

♪ Heard a boat from off the bay ♪

♪ "Come and play with me, Jimmy. ♪

♪ "Come and play with me. ♪

♪ And I will take you on a trip far across the sea." ♪

♪ But the boat belonged to a kooky old witch ♪

♪ Who had in mind the flute to snitch ♪

♪ From her Vroom Broom in the sky ♪

♪ She watched her plans materialize ♪

♪ She waved her wand ♪

♪ The beautiful boat was gone ♪

♪ The skies grew dark, the sea grew rough ♪

♪ And the boat sailed on and on and on and on and on and on ♪

♪ But Pufnstuf was watching too ♪

♪ And knew exactly what to do ♪

♪ He saw the witch's bold attack ♪

♪ And as the boy was fighting back ♪

♪ He called his Rescue Racer crew ♪

♪ As often they'd rehearsed ♪

♪ And off to save the boy they flew ♪

But who would get there first?!

♪ But now the boy had washed ashore ♪

♪ Puff arrived to save the day ♪

♪ Which made the witch so mad and sore ♪

♪ She shook her fist and screamed away ♪

♪ H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Who's your friend when things get rough? ♪

♪ H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Can't do a little 'cause you can't do enough. ♪

♪ H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Who's your friend when things get rough? ♪

♪ H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Can't do a little cause he can't do enough ♪

- Election for mayor!

Open election!

Election for mayor, election for mayor, election for mayor!

Open election, election for mayor, election for mayor.

- Elections are such a bore.

No one ever runs against our dear Pufnstuf.

- Old Indian saying, he who run for mayor

must be crazy in head.

- Who said that, baby?

- The mayor of my tribe, Chief Crazy Head.

- Election coming up!

Anyone can run, election for mayor!

Election coming up, anyone can run!

Election for mayor, election for mayor!

Election coming up, anyone can run!

Election for mayor, election for mayor!

- Oh, did you hear that?

- Yeah, an election, oh boy!

- Election coming up, anyone can run, election for mayor!

Election for mayor, election for mayor!

- Election for mayor?

How about that?

- Who'd wanna be mayor of this dumb island?

- Me. - You?

- Why not?

It's better than pushing a broom.

- That's about all you're good for.

You, mayor!

- Fellow workers, if you elect me mayor,

I promise you two spiderwebs in every garage

and all the dead flies you can eat!

- Oh, shut up, you dum-dum.

You haven't got the brains to be elected dog catcher.

- Oh, I suppose you've got brains?

- More than you.

If anyone can be mayor, it's me.

- Stop that noise, you ding-a-lings.

Get to work!

What's going on around here anyway?

- I'm going to run for mayor.

Mayor Orson.

Ooh, it even sounds right.

- You, mayor?

You, a pooped out pigeon?

- What's so funny?

If a lumpy dragon can be mayor,

why can't a pooped out pigeon?

What's so hard about running this island?

- Wait a minute.

Run the island?

Of course.

What a great idea!

Leaping lizards!

Orson, you're sensational!

- You mean you really want me to run for mayor?

- Not you, you feathered freak, me!

- Attention, attention.

Gather around, folks,

and meet the next mayor of Living Island.

- Man, I didn't know Witchiepoo was running for mayor.

- Here she is, her honor, Miss Witchiepoo,

candidate for mayor.

- Hold it, my darling.

And don't run away and don't be afraid.

I won't hurt you.

I'm your friend.

- Oh, with friends like you, who need enemies?

- Friends, trees and countrymen,

lend me your ears.

I come here to ask you to vote for me

for mayor of Living Island.

- Us vote for you?

You've got your nerve!

- Yeah, baby.

All you've ever done is zap us.

- Oh, all that silliness is over with.

I'm a changed person.

Hooray!

- We women have a right to change our minds.

Don't we, my dear?

By the way, I just adore the way you're wearing your leaves.

- Oh, do you like it?

It's the new bird's nest look for summer wear.

- Why, it's so natural.

I can almost see a nest of robins in your hair.

Love it.

Love it!

- My, you really have changed.

- I'm so glad you noticed.

This is the real lovable me.

And that is why I'm running for mayor,

so I can share me with all of you.

- Yay! - That's our girl!

- Sock it to 'em, Witchiepoo.

- What you do for Indian?

- Every night, squaw dance.

- How?

- If you don't know how, you'll get free lessons.

- Hooray for Witchiepoo!

- Yeah, she's a groove!

Hooray for Witchiepoo!

Groovy, groovy!

- It not sound all bad.

- I'm beginning to dig her.

- I have a little something for everyone.

Even babies.

Oh, isn't he sweet?

What an angel!

Here you are, my darling.

A little button all your own.

- Oh!

- Well, you're too young to vote anyway.

Goodbye, everyone.

And remember, a vote for Witchiepoo is a vote for you!

- Pufnstuf, what do you know,

I just wrote you a campaign song.

- A campaign song?

Oh my goodness.

- Just listen, Mayor.

Here it goes.

- ♪ Pufnstuf for mayor ♪

♪ Pufnstuf for mayor ♪

- Jimmy, Pufnstuf!

Listen, bad news!

- What is it, Judy?

- Oh, the witch is running for mayor!

- The witch, oh no!

- The witch is running for mayor?

I can't believe it.

- Oh, she must be kidding.

It's some kind of a joke.

- It's no joke.

I was just in the forest,

and all the trees were wearing

"Witchiepoo for Mayor" buttons.

- Pufnstuf, don't you see?

If she ever gets elected mayor,

she'll take over the whole island.

And you know what that'll mean.

- Jimmy, do something!

- Hurry before it's too late!

- Pufnstuf, we better get our campaign moving.

It's only a few hours till voting time.

- Hold it, hold it.

Let me ask you all something.

The witch is a mean, miserable, rotten lady.

Who would ever vote for her?

- ♪ Oh, Witchiepoo! ♪

♪ Oh, Witchiepoo! ♪

♪ I love you, oh Witchiepoo! ♪

Hello, everyone, and you too, ex Mayor Pufnstuf.

- Oh, what's this "ex-mayor" stuff?

- Horsey, you?

You're gonna vote for the witch?

- You, you actually like her?

- What's not to like?

She kissed me on the cheek

and gave me a nice big carrot for free.

- But don't you see,

she wants to take over the whole island.

It's a plot.

- If that's a plot, I like it a lot.

She promised me two carrots in every pot.

Pardon me, I must trot.

♪ Oh, Witchiepoo! ♪

♪ Oh, Witchiepoo! ♪

♪ I love you, oh Witchiepoo ♪

- You see that, Puff?

She tricked him.

She's gonna trick everyone.

- You've just got to campaign

or you'll lose the election for sure!

- Please, friends, I'm still the mayor,

and there's only one thing to do in a spot like this.

- What's that?

- Don't panic!

And so, my fellow islanders,

I make no rash promises like my opponent.

I am running strictly on my record.

- Yeah, but what have you done for us lately?

- Uh, what?

Oh, well, let me see, now.

Well, I'll tell you.

Hear ye, hear ye.

Make way for the next mayor.

- Hi-ho, everyone!

I'm here, I'm here.

Love you and you and you.

- Hooray!

- Wait a minute.

This is my meeting.

- You can't come here.

- I can't?

This is a free island, and I am a candidate too.

Don't be frightened, folks.

I am not here as the witch.

I am here as your next lovable, adorable mayor.

Look, see?

I came without my wand.

I want this election to be clean and fair.

No dirty stuff!

- Pufnstuf's always been fair.

You haven't!

- My dear sweet friends, I know we've had differences

in the past, but we can change all that

and march into a beautiful future together, hand in hand.

- Isn't that a lovely thought?

- If you're elected,

what do you intend to do for the little man?

- Get him a little woman!

- How do you feel about foreign relations?

- I feel they ought to go back where they came from.

- Puff, she's winning them over.

- My platform is, sweets for the sweet.

I promise free candy for everyone.

- We've gotta stop her.

Jimmy, you're our only chance.

You've got to sing that campaign song you wrote.

- I sure hope it does the trick.

Well, here goes.

Now, folks, before you make your minds up--

- Hold it!

I've got the floor.

- Let the boy speak.

Let's hear both sides!

- Yeah!

- Well, there's just one thing I'd like to say.

♪ Pufnstuf for mayor, Pufnstuf for mayor ♪

♪ Re-Elect the man you know who never lets you down ♪

♪ Behind this man there lies a tale ♪

♪ As everybody knows ♪

♪ Of honesty, integrity ♪

♪ And skill at fighting foes ♪

♪ You never have to worry where to go to solve a problem ♪

♪ If it's Pufnstuf for mayor, Pufnstuf for mayor ♪

♪ Don't forget to vote for Puff ♪

♪ We want Pufnstuf ♪

♪ We want Pufnstuf ♪

♪ We want Pufnstuf ♪

♪ We want Pufnstuf ♪

♪ We want Pufnstuf ♪

♪ We want Pufnstuf ♪

- Wait, wait!

Don't listen to him!

We want Pufnstuf!

We want Pufnstuf!

- I promise you free color television,

free merry-go-round rides, free wrist watches!

We want Pufnstuf!

We want Pufnstuf!

We want Pufnstuf!

- Don't listen to him!

Those are all lies!

I'll give you 100 gold buttons!

A thousand!

Anything!

Oh!

This election isn't over yet.

I'll fix those.

I'm gonna be mayor or else!

- But you just said this was going to be a fair election.

- Yeah, fair.

- Since when do you do-do's listen

to everything you hear in an election?

If I can't win fair, I'll win my way!

- Witchiepoo, they're all at the voting place.

The polls open in a half hour.

- Half hour?

Orson, help me pour this stuff.

Seymour, keep stirring.

- You still haven't told us what you're making.

Ooh, what is it?

- This is the most evil spell I've ever brewed,

Witchiepoo Love Bomb.

We have to fill it.

- Witchiepoo Love Bomb?

I don't get it.

- No, but they will.

Take these up in the Vroom Broom and then pow, bombs away!

One whiff of this gook and they'll all be in my power.

They'll adore me, they'll vote for me

and I'll be elected mayor.

We want Pufnstuf!

We want Pufnstuf, Pufnstuf for mayor!

We want Pufnstuf!

We want Pufnstuf!

- Oh Jimmy, this is great.

It looks like Pufnstuf can't lose now.

- All right, you dummies.

Vote for Pufnstuf, will ya?

- The witch!

- I'll teach 'em!

She's bombing us!

Take cover!

- All right, bombs away!

- She's trying to kill us!

- I knew we couldn't trust the witch.

- The witch is awful, a terrible person.

- Hey, you smell that?

- Man, dig that crazy smoke.

- Oh, what an adorable smell!

It's from that nice witch.

- Oh, what a dear sweet lady.

- Come down, oh wonderful Witchiepoo.

We adore you.

We want to vote for you.

- I don't know what's come over me,

but that adorable witch has got my vote.

- We love Witchiepoo!

We love Witchiepoo!

Witchiepoo for mayor!

- My friends, I love you all,

and if I'm elected mayor,

I promise to keep all my promises.

Yay!

- See, my bombs worked.

They adore me.

- Yes, but will they vote for you?

- Stick around and watch.

- We love you, Witchiepoo.

Yay!

- Well, there's just one thing I'd like to say.

♪ Witchiepoo for mayor! ♪

♪ Witchiepoo for mayor! ♪

♪ She's the one who's got a heart that's bigger ♪

♪ Than her nose ♪

♪ A brand new golden magic wand for every tree around ♪

♪ A super duper swimming pool ♪

♪ For every house in town, ♪

♪ She promises for everyone a button on every pocket ♪

♪ If it's Witchiepoo for mayor ♪

♪ Witchiepoo for mayor ♪

♪ Don't forget to vote for Witch. ♪

♪ We want Witchiepoo ♪

♪ We want Witchiepoo ♪

♪ We want Witchiepoo ♪

♪ We want Witchiepoo ♪

♪ We want Witchiepoo ♪

♪ We want Witchiepoo ♪

♪ We want Witchiepoo ♪

♪ We want Witchiepoo ♪

♪ We want Witchiepoo ♪

- Hey gang, look who's here!

- Say, Jimmy, I'd like you to look over

the speech I just wrote.

- Hey, everyone, Pufnstuf just wrote a speech.

Anyone like to hear it?

- Boo, down with Pufnstuf!

- Get lost, Pufnstuf.

You've had it!

- Jimmy, it's me, Pufnstuf, your friend.

What's happened?

- Boo, boo, get lost!

Down with Pufnstuf!

Up with Witchiepoo!

- Jimmy, I can't believe you turned against me.

- He has, haven't you, Jimmy boy?

- You're all washed up, Pufnstuf.

Down with Pufnstuf!

Down with Pufnstuf!

- And I tell you, Dr. Blinkey, that witch has thrown a spell

over everyone, including Jimmy.

I'm heartbroken.

My own Jimmy against me!

- Oh, just take it easy.

- Take it easy?

The polls open in a few minutes.

The witch will become mayor.

What are we gonna do?

- Well, I've got to think.

I've got to think!

Everyone think!

- Just, just half an hour ago, they all loved me.

I would've won by a landslide.

- Hey Doc, I've got it!

Why don't you use your reversal bomb?

- Yeah, the one that makes things go backwards.

- Of course, that's it!

- That's what?

- My reversal bomb can make everything go back

the way it was a half hour ago.

It'll reverse the witch's spell!

- Get it, use it!

Anything, but hurry!

- Enjoy, enjoy, before the polls open.

Fun and games time.

- Look at 'em all.

Celebrating with the witch.

- And the polls open in five minutes.

I better throw my reversal bomb.

- Now, are you sure it won't hurt anyone?

- Of course not.

It'll just make everything go backward.

Here goes!

It's working.

It's working!

- Golly, everything went backwards all right.

Do you think it broke the witch's spell?

- Only one way to find out.

Let's see who they want for mayor.

Come on.

- Wow, look at them.

Do you think they changed their mind?

- We'll soon know.

We want Pufnstuf!

We want Pufnstuf!

We want Pufnstuf!

We want Pufnstuf!

- Wonderful, it worked.

The reversal bomb worked!

- Thank you, Dr. Blinkey, thank you.

- Let's hear it for the old and new mayor, H.R. Pufnstuf!

- And let's hear it for Dr. Blinkey and his reversal bomb!

No.

Cling and Clang, now, stop sniffing that.

Now, don't do that.

Don't sniff that!

Oh my!

Oh no, no.

♪ You got someone who loves you ♪

♪ You got someone who cares ♪

♪ You got someone who'll fix you up ♪

♪ If ever you need a repair ♪

♪ You got someone who takes the time ♪

♪ To look under your prayers ♪

♪ I got, you got, everybody new got someone who cares ♪

♪ By the name of H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Where to go when things get rough ♪

♪ H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ He can't do a little 'cause he can't do enough ♪

Whoo!

♪ I got, you got, everybody new got someone who cares ♪

♪ By the name of H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Where do you go when things get rough? ♪

♪ H.R. Pufnstuf ♪

♪ Well, you can't do a little 'cause you can't do enough ♪

- See you next week.

- Keep those cards and letters coming.