team of jawas unloads the droids for display. 
   
 Droids, droids, droids -
everywhere I look there's droids.
Is there one, maybe
one or two, for me?
Only time will tell we'll have to wait and see. 
  
 Luke, tell your uncle, when he finds a translator that suits him fine, be sure that it speaks Bocce this time. 
  
 
I don't think we will have a say, but I'll remind him 'bout it anyway, [bad word] 
It will speak Bocce for you. 
  
  Uncle Owen steps up to the line of droids. 
  
 
Do you speak Bocce?
Do you speak Bocce -
not Splocce, not Blocce,
not Crocce.
Do you speak Bocce?
Do you speak Bocce? 
  
 I do.
  
 Do you speak Bocce? 
  
 I do -
not Splocce, not Blocce,
not Crocce.
Oh I speak Bocce.
  
 What I need is a droid who understands my machines.
But what I need, most of all, is someone who understands me. 
  
 
I'm going to sing!

If only he would find me here.
If only he would lend an ear to me, I could speak Bocce to him.
(Repeats) 
  
 What I need is a droid who understands my machines.
But what I need, most of all, is a friend like me.
(Repeats) 
  
 Owen, Luke can't stay forever.
Living here would be a lie.
Owen, let him fly!
(Repeats) 
  
 Biggs and Tank are gone away
forever and a day! 
  
 So I'll take this gold one and
I'll take that red one there too.