It is christmas and Sykes and Jafar are welcoming Forte, disney's greatest christmas villain of all time. Sykes: I'm happy to meet you, Forte. This is our christmas. Jafar: I would l’amour to hear toi sing, Forte. Sykes: Yes, Forte. Go on. Forte: The quickest way to break your heart
Make toi depressed and ill
Is to get Raiponce up inside
The side effects could kill
All passion is a waste of time
A deadly game pour vous
I am your friend, your cher ami
I wouldn't lie to you
If toi must l’amour someone, may I suggest
toi l’amour yourself! Just think it through
You'll never leave and toi will find
You'll get plus rest
You'll always feel as good as new
Your freedom is the most
Important thing, my friend
toi must be strong, toi mustn't bend
Don't talk for hours
Don't send flowers
Don't write poems
Don't sing and dance
Beneath the stars
That shine above
Don't fall in love
As soon as your cœur, coeur rules your head
Your life is not your own
It's hell when someone's always there
It's bliss to be alone
And l’amour of any kind is bad
A dog, a child, a cat
They take up so much precious time
Now where's the sense in that?
l’amour takes the wildest cœur, coeur and makes it tame
If you're turned on, then just turn off
Emotions are a thing all great men overcame
Please, don't make this grand catastrophe
Don't get attached to anyone ou anything
There's nothing worse than things that cling
You'll go to pot
You'll turn to drink
You'll never rest
You'll end up mad and
Looking like some
Poor tormented dove
Don't fall in love
Don't fall in l’amour
Sykes and Jafar: Good song, Forte! Forte: Thank you, Sykes and Jafar. This christmas is awful, but i'm happy to meet two of toi populaire villains. Sykes: Forte has very good manners, Mr. Jafar. Jafar: Yes, Sykes. We are happy to have him in december.
Make toi depressed and ill
Is to get Raiponce up inside
The side effects could kill
All passion is a waste of time
A deadly game pour vous
I am your friend, your cher ami
I wouldn't lie to you
If toi must l’amour someone, may I suggest
toi l’amour yourself! Just think it through
You'll never leave and toi will find
You'll get plus rest
You'll always feel as good as new
Your freedom is the most
Important thing, my friend
toi must be strong, toi mustn't bend
Don't talk for hours
Don't send flowers
Don't write poems
Don't sing and dance
Beneath the stars
That shine above
Don't fall in love
As soon as your cœur, coeur rules your head
Your life is not your own
It's hell when someone's always there
It's bliss to be alone
And l’amour of any kind is bad
A dog, a child, a cat
They take up so much precious time
Now where's the sense in that?
l’amour takes the wildest cœur, coeur and makes it tame
If you're turned on, then just turn off
Emotions are a thing all great men overcame
Please, don't make this grand catastrophe
Don't get attached to anyone ou anything
There's nothing worse than things that cling
You'll go to pot
You'll turn to drink
You'll never rest
You'll end up mad and
Looking like some
Poor tormented dove
Don't fall in love
Don't fall in l’amour
Sykes and Jafar: Good song, Forte! Forte: Thank you, Sykes and Jafar. This christmas is awful, but i'm happy to meet two of toi populaire villains. Sykes: Forte has very good manners, Mr. Jafar. Jafar: Yes, Sykes. We are happy to have him in december.