[ISABELLA]
Love is strange
And sometimes kinda gross
It's embarrassingly gassy
And it leaves its dirty underwear in piles around the place

Love is rude
It has a sort of smell
And it thinks that you don't notice
And it blurts out things that make you want to smack it's stupid face

And it's awkward and confusing
It annoys you half to death
Then it grins that dopey grin
And you can't catch your breath

[GALAVANT]
Love is strange and sometimes sort of smug
And it's really really bossy
And it messes with your head
Till you're a hopeless basket-case

[ISABELLA, GALAVANT, BOTH]
And it's stubborn
It's insulting
It's obnoxious
It's the worst
You keep pushing it away
And you fall in headfirst
Love is strange
And often pretty drunk
It looks different without makeup
And it's nothing like the fairy tales
You grow up dreaming of

Love is weird
Love is dumb
Love is strange
But that's what makes it love