Both
You know….

Xander
You’re quite the charmer

Anya
My knight in armour

Xander
You’re the cutest of the scoobies
With your lips as read as rubies
And your firm, yet supple, tight embrace

Anya

He’s swell

Xander
She’s sweller

Anya
He’ll always be my feller

Xander

That’s why I’ll never tell her that I’m petrified.

Anya
I’ve read this tale,
There’s wedding then betrayal
I know that on the day
I’ll want to run and hide

Both
I lied; I said it’s easy
I’ve tried, but there’s these fears I can’t quell.

Xander
Is she looking for a pot of gold?

Anya
Will I look good when I’ve gotten old?

Xander
Will our lives become too stressful?
If I’m never that successful?

Anya
When I get so worn and wrinkly
That I look like David Brinkly

Xander
Am I crazy?

Anya
Am I dreaming?

Xander

Am I marrying a demon?

Both

We could really raise the beam in making marriage a hell
So thank god I’ll never tell
I swear that I’ll never tell

Xander
My lips are sealed

Anya
I take the fifth

Xander
Nothing to see
Move it along

Both
I’ll never tell