You've got to kiss a frog or two
Kiss a frog or two before you find your prince
You've got to kiss a frog or two
Kiss a frog or two before you find your prince
Once upon a time she dreamed among her books
And every day she wore the look
Of a sullen haunted child
Until the story took a twist and to her bliss
A frog came riding through the mist
And by his kiss she was beguiled
You've got to kiss a frog or two...
She counted up the frogs, fourteen
And every one of them had been, it seemed,
A different slimy kind of toad
She stretched her hand out through the glass
To touch the cold years as they passed
Until at last he showed
You've got to kiss a frog or two...