Music: Frank Wildhorn/Don Black
Ted:
I give you fair warnin'
He's no bed of roses, sweet Bonnie
I can't see him finding the time to raise children
Hell no
He's wild and he's reckless
Ain't nothin' but trouble
You're better without him
You think hard, sweet Bonnie
And then you should think once again
We both know
You can do better than him
Why you deserve someone who's there all the time
Someone who thinks crime don't pay
I still see the snowy white dress you wore
Playin' the angel in some dumb school play
For a while I thought that you would fly away
I still see the apple-cheeked girl that you were,yep
Hidin' in treetops and feedin' the birds
Makin' up rhymes
How you loved pretty words
Clyde:
You could find someone that people respect
A man who is rich and smart
Someone who's known in all the right places
And knows the good book by heart
But I know
Ted:
But I know
Clyde & Ted:
You won't do better than me, no
Not when it comes down to love that is true
There's no man who could love you like I do