WARNING: PAPYTON, STUPIDY! YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED XD
Mettaton: If there's a prize for rotten judgment
I guess I've already won that
No one is worth the aggravation
That's ancient history, been there, done that
Aplhys, Frisk, Undyne: Who'd' you think you're kidding
He's the earth and heaven to you
Try to keep it hidden
Honey we can see right through you (Mtt: Oh no)
Boy, you can't conceal it
We know how you're feeling
Who you thinking of?
Mettaton: No chance, no way, I won't say it, no, no
Alphys, Frisk, Undyne: You swoon, you sigh, why deny it, oh, oh
Mettaton: It's too cliché, I won't say I'm in love
I thought my heart had learned its lesson
It feels so good when you start out
My head is screaming "get a grip, boy"
"Unless you're dying to cry your heart out"
Alphys, Frisk, Undyne: Boy, you can't deny it
Who you are and how you're feeling
Baby we're not buying
Hon we saw you hit the ratings
Face it like a grown-up
When are you gonna own up that you got, got, got it bad?