Love? Love is what we read about in books, my dear. "Here comes the bride" is a lovely little ditty But marrying for love is a foolish thing to do 'Cause love won't pay the mortgage or put put porridge in your bowl Dearie, marry the mole
True, it's a fact that he's not exactly witty He's blinder than a bat but at least his eyes are blue His breath may be alarming but he's charming, for a troll Dearie, marry the mole
Romeo and Juliet Were very much in love when they were wed They honoured every vow So where are they now? They're dead, dead, very very dead
Poor Thumbelina, your brain so itty bitty I hate to seem a pest but I know what's best for you Just think of all the ways that you could decorate a hole Take my advice, I'll bring the rice Dearie, marry the mole Marry the mole Marry that mole M is for money Oh... L-E!