Carey:
Here, sing this [plays C note on harmonica] ♪ Do re me fa so la ti doh ♪
London:
How am I supposed to remember all that?
Carey:
Well... you could...uh, think of things that remind you of each note. [plays C note on harmonica] ♪ Do ♪
London:
Ooh, that's easy! Dough means money!
Carey:
♪ Re, me ♪
London:
Ooh. Yay, me! [claps]
Carey:
♪ Fa, so ♪
London:
If something's far, I say "So?" because I have a private jet.
Carey:
♪ La ♪
London:
"Law" is something you get to break if you're rich.
Carey:
♪ Ti ♪
London:
My favorite vowel!
Carey:
♪ Do ♪
London:
Yay! More money!
Carey:
'Kay. Now let's try putting it all together.
London:
Dough! Yay, me! [claps] Far, So? Law, T [high-pitched and off-key] ♪ Dough! ♪ [glass on the table shatters] Mazel tov!