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Mr Xander Harris, That's what he is to the world outside That's the name he carries with pride I'm just lately "Anya" Not very much to the world, I know All these years, with nothing to show I've boned a troll, I've reaked some wrath But on the whole I've had no path, I like to bowl I'm good with math But who am I? Now I reply I'm the missis I will be his missus Mrs Anya Christina Emmanuella Jenkins Harris What's the point of loving-- I mean except for the sweaty part-- What's the point of losing your heart? Maybe if you're lucky Being a pair makes you twice as tall Maybe you're not losing at all No need to cover up my heart SongtextePlus see above re: sweaty part So maybe love is pretty smart Then so am I I've found my guy And I'll be missis I will be his missis Mrs Anya Lame-ass-Made-up-Maiden-Name Harris We'll never part, not if we can But if we start, then here's my plan I'll show him what bliss is Welcome him with kisses Cause this is a missis who misses her man He's my Xander and he's awfully swell It makes financial sense as well Although he can be..I'll never tell. Just stand aside, here comes the bride I'll be missis, I will be his missis I will beeeee Aus Songtexte Mania