On The Road (Reprise) — текст песни (Chicago Gay Men`s Chorus)

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 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`s 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!