Lyrics
You can't plow a field without hittin' some stones
Every steak's bound to have some fat
You can't eat a fish without gettin' some bones
And you can't have love without havin' a lovers' spat
Look, I love this, support the art, sbut Josh and I really just need like a minute
First she says something bound to get his gander
This does not involve you
Then he says somethin' mean to get her back
Guys, this is not the time
Then she complains that he don't understand 'er
Don't you have, like, jobs?
And then he gives her a smack
Whoa, oh, that is not okay, I mean, unless it's consensual
It's just a
Love-love-lovers' spat
Just cause you're feudin'
Don't mean that you're concludin'
It's as plain-plain-plain as that
It's only a lovers' spat
First he says
Yeah, no, I'm not doing this
Then she says
Anything to avoid having a real conversation
Then he says
Um, what's that supposed to mean?
Then she says
It's not supposed to mean anything, I said what I meant
Then he says
I just can't do this with all these people around
Then she says
Oh, you can't do this, period
Every gal and feller
Are bound to have a yeller
It's like if The Walking Dead was also Glee
You watched Glee?
I was aware of Glee
They're in a love-love-lovers' spat
Just cause you're wranglin'
Don't mean that you're untanglin'
It's as plain-plain-plain as that
It's only a lovers' spat
First she says
So what's the plan, Josh? Look for someone new?
Then he says
I'm not having a discussion that's part of a musical number
Then she says
Why won't you just answer the question?
Then he says
Fine, yes, if that's the only way to get out of here, yes
Then she says
I knew it, I knew it!
Then he says
Ah, ahh!
It's only a lovers' spat
When he puts her on the spot
And she spits out of spite
They're a kettle and a pot
Both convinced they're right
And they think it's all for naught
Then they kiss goodnight
That's it, it's over
Mel
We are officially broken up, so you are free to find true love with whoever you want, because this is it
The end, and you suck, and I hope you die
Mel, come on, we don't need to break up over
That's how you end a lovers'
How you end a lovers' spat
Every steak's bound to have some fat
You can't eat a fish without gettin' some bones
And you can't have love without havin' a lovers' spat
Look, I love this, support the art, sbut Josh and I really just need like a minute
First she says something bound to get his gander
This does not involve you
Then he says somethin' mean to get her back
Guys, this is not the time
Then she complains that he don't understand 'er
Don't you have, like, jobs?
And then he gives her a smack
Whoa, oh, that is not okay, I mean, unless it's consensual
It's just a
Love-love-lovers' spat
Just cause you're feudin'
Don't mean that you're concludin'
It's as plain-plain-plain as that
It's only a lovers' spat
First he says
Yeah, no, I'm not doing this
Then she says
Anything to avoid having a real conversation
Then he says
Um, what's that supposed to mean?
Then she says
It's not supposed to mean anything, I said what I meant
Then he says
I just can't do this with all these people around
Then she says
Oh, you can't do this, period
Every gal and feller
Are bound to have a yeller
It's like if The Walking Dead was also Glee
You watched Glee?
I was aware of Glee
They're in a love-love-lovers' spat
Just cause you're wranglin'
Don't mean that you're untanglin'
It's as plain-plain-plain as that
It's only a lovers' spat
First she says
So what's the plan, Josh? Look for someone new?
Then he says
I'm not having a discussion that's part of a musical number
Then she says
Why won't you just answer the question?
Then he says
Fine, yes, if that's the only way to get out of here, yes
Then she says
I knew it, I knew it!
Then he says
Ah, ahh!
It's only a lovers' spat
When he puts her on the spot
And she spits out of spite
They're a kettle and a pot
Both convinced they're right
And they think it's all for naught
Then they kiss goodnight
That's it, it's over
Mel
We are officially broken up, so you are free to find true love with whoever you want, because this is it
The end, and you suck, and I hope you die
Mel, come on, we don't need to break up over
That's how you end a lovers'
How you end a lovers' spat