Love’s Labour’s Lost: The Musical - It's Not a Good Idea lyrics

It's not a good idea to listen to these boys
They swear they are in love
Then treat our hearts like little toys
They send us empty words in rhyme
Why does it get you every time?
They made a solemn oath that
Didn't last a single day
So, it's not a good idea to put
Much faith in things they say
'Cause any love that comes this fast
Is a folly that won't last

But, if they really are in love?

What is love? What does it mean?
He thinks he loves a plastic
Princess, not a partner, not a queen

He doesn't notice who he's chasing
He just likes to make the chase

He makes these grand elaborate gestures
But won't look me in the face

He talks and talks so he
Can cover up his insecurities

He is exactly like my Dad

Oh, no

He's exactly like me

So, it's not a good idea to think it's real
The words they use to describe the
Way they think they feel
They're just in love with
Saying they're in love

It's not a good idea

On wenches on, love doth approach!

But what, come they in the middle of my song?

They do they do, and are apparell'd thus:
Like turtleneck-wearing East German
Performance artists

And will they so?
Well, if that's their big idea
We can beat them at their game
They are coming in disguise
Well ladies we can do the same
And our lovers will be tasked
For when they come, we will be masked
Hold, take thou this, my sweet
And give me thine
So shall Berowne take me for Rosaline
And change your favors too so
Shall your loves woo contrary
Deceived by these removes

But in this changing what is your intent?

My intent is to cross theirs

And if they ask us to dance?

We will not move a foot

And if they say pretty speeches?

We will just stay put

And if they say they’re in love?

They say an awful lot
But words are easy, commitment is not
He has to learn to stop
His heart from beating
He has to learn to stop
His blood from heating
He has to learn to stop
His head from cheating

Cause it's not a good idea
To trust these boys
When they treat our hearts like little toys
They're just in love with
Saying they're in love

But, if I believe Armado with
All of his flaws

They're dressing up like Germans
They just want our applause

But maybe I'm running from my best chance

They only want a quick romance

We'll show these men that if they want us
They can't act like little boys

If he would stop quit all the dancing

And with making so much noise

If he would dress like he was normal

And admit that I was right

If he would listen for a minute

All of this could end tonight
But, it's not a good idea to think it’s real
It's part of the game the
Way they say they feel
‘Cause if they think that love's a game
Then knock for knock we'll do the same
Just keep your cool and learn
To play your part
We are wise girls to mock our lovers so
It's a very good idea