Mister Xander Harris that's what he is to the world outside,

that's the name he carries with pride.



I'm just lately Anya not very much to the world I know,

all these years with nothing to show.



I've boned a troll, I've reeked some wrath but on the whole I've had no path

I like to bowl I'm good with math

but who am I, 

now I reply that, 



I'm the Mrs., I will be his Mrs.

Mrs. Anya Christina Emanuela Jenkins Harris.



What's the point of loving, I mean exept for the sweaty part,

what's the point of losing your heart.

Maybe if your lucky, being a pair make's you twice as tall,

maybe you're not losing at all. 



No need to cover up my heart, plus I'll see above re: sweaty part.

So maybe your love is pretty smart then so I'm, 

I found my guy



And I'll be Mrs., I will be his Mrs.

Mrs. Anya lame ass made up maiden name-Harris



We'll never part not if we can and if we start then here's my plan

I'll show him what bliss is, welcome him with kisses

'cause this is a Mrs. who misses her man



He's my Xander and he's awfully swell , it make's financial sense as well,

although he can be, I'll never tell

just stand aside, here comes the bride.



I'll be Mrs., I will be his Mrs.

I will be.......