Yum-Yum:
Here's a how-de-do!
If I marry you,
When your time has come to perish,
Then the maiden whom you cherish
Must be slaughtered, too!
Here's a how-de-do!
Here's a how-de-do!

Nanki-Poo:
Here's a pretty mess!
In a month, or less,
I must die without a wedding!
Let the bitter tears I'm shedding
Witness my distress,
Here's a pretty mess!
Here's a pretty mess!

Ko-Ko:
Here's a state of things
To her life she clings!
Matrimonial devotion
Doesn't seem to suit her notion--
Burial it brings!
Here's a state of things!
Here's a state of things!

Yum-Yum & Nanki-Poo:
With a passion that's intense
I worship and adore,
But the laws of common sense
We oughtn't to ignore.
If what he says is true,
'Tis death to marry you!
Here's a pretty how-de-do!
Here's a pretty state of things!
A pretty state of things!

Ko-Ko:
With a passion that's intense
You worship and adore,
But the laws of common sense
You oughtn't to ignore.
If what I say is true,
'Tis death to marry you!
Here's a pretty state of things!
Here's a pretty how-de-do!
Here's a pretty state of things!
A pretty state of things!

Yum-Yum: Here's a how-de-do!
Nanki-Poo: Here's a how-de-do!
Ko-Ko: Here's a how-de-do!

Yum-Yum & Nanki-Poo:
For if what he says is true,
I cannot, cannot marry you,
Here's a pretty, pretty state of things!
Here's a pretty how-de-do!

Ko-Ko:
For if what he says is true,
He cannot, cannot marry you,
Here's a pretty, pretty state of things!
Here's a pretty how-de-do!