Hans: Other people walk through life where wewe prefer to skip
And other people watch their step where you'll most likely trip
Sure, your hair's not perfect,
And there'sーwhat's that on your clothes?
Yeah, you're kinda talkative
With freckles on your nose.
But you're you...you-you,
And that's what makes me smile.
You're you...you-you
So stay that way awhile.
Anna: Oh, Hans... I-
Hans: wewe don't have to say a thing, I know the way wewe feel.
Your face is like an open book; so honest true and real.
Other people lie and cheat,
One push may come to shove.
Your moyo doesn't work like that,
So you're the girl I love.
You're you...you-you,
That's how I hope wewe stay.
You're you...you-you.
But anyway, that's all I've got to say.
And other people watch their step where you'll most likely trip
Sure, your hair's not perfect,
And there'sーwhat's that on your clothes?
Yeah, you're kinda talkative
With freckles on your nose.
But you're you...you-you,
And that's what makes me smile.
You're you...you-you
So stay that way awhile.
Anna: Oh, Hans... I-
Hans: wewe don't have to say a thing, I know the way wewe feel.
Your face is like an open book; so honest true and real.
Other people lie and cheat,
One push may come to shove.
Your moyo doesn't work like that,
So you're the girl I love.
You're you...you-you,
That's how I hope wewe stay.
You're you...you-you.
But anyway, that's all I've got to say.
