| Richard: You’re frigid and demanding
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| I shudder at your call
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| Madalena: Whenever you come near me
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| My flesh begins to crawl
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| Together: But sometimes, there are moments
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| I’m not repelled at all
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| Maybe you’re not the worst thing ever
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| Isabella: You’re utterly disgusting
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| I loathe your manly stink
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| Galavant: I see your mouth start moving
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| And God, I need a drink
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| Together: And then, from out of nowhere,
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| I’ll look at you and think
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| Maybe you’re not the worst thing ever
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| M: You’re worse than crabs
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| R: Worse than scurvy
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| G: Worse than lice or plague
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| I: But truth be told
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| All: You’re growing on me just like mold
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| G: And though, you’re so annoying
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| I: So easy to despise
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| R: And though, there’s something scary
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| Behind your cold, dead eyes
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| M: And though I’ll never like you
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| All: It’s nice to realize
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| Maybe I shouldn’t quite say never
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| Maybe you’re not the worst thing ever |