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Bulda: What's the issue, dear? Why are you back from such a man?

Is it the clumpy way he walks or the grumpy way he
Or the pear-shaped, weirdness of his feet?
And we know he washes well-he always ends up sort of smelly
But you'll never a fellow who's as sensitive and sweet!

So he's a bit of a fixer-upper, so got a few flaws
his peculiar brain-dear, his thing with the reindeer
That's a little outside of laws!

So a bit of a fixer-upper, but this we're certain of
You can fix fixer-upper up with a little bit of love!

Kristoff: Can we please just stop talking about this? We've got a real, problem here

I'll say! So tell me, dear —

Is it the way he runs scared, or that he's socially impaired
Or that he only likes to tinkle in the — what?!
Are you holding your fondness due to his unmanly blondness
Or the way he covers up he's the honest goods

He's just a bit of a fixer-upper, he's got a of bugs
His is confirmation of his desperation for human hugs
So he's a bit of a fixer-upper, but we what to do
The way to fix up this is to fix him up with you!

Kristoff: ENOUGH! She is to someone else, okay?!

(beat)

So she's a bit of a fixer-upper, a minor thing
This quote is a flex arrangement
And by the way I see no ring!
So she's a bit of a fixer-upper, her a bit betwixt
Get the fiance out of the way and the whole thing will be

We're not saying you can change him, 'cuz people don't change
We're only saying love's a force that's powerful and strange
People make bad if they're mad, or scared, or stressed
a little love their way (throw a little love their way) and you'll bring out their best
True brings out their best!

a bit of a fixer-upper, that's what it's all about!
Father! Sister! Brother! We need each other to raise us up and us out
Everyone's a bit of a fixer-upper, but when comes to shove

The only fixer-upper that can fix up a fixer-upper is —

True, true, true, true, true, true,
True love, love, love, love, love, love

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Troll: Do you, Anna, take Kristoff to be your troll-fully —

Wait, what!?

Troll: getting married!

Love!