IT HAD TO BE PHOONWhy do I do, just as Phoon says
Why must I just, give Phoon his way
Why do I sigh, why don't I try to forget
It must have been something skinners call fate
Kept me saying: "I have to wait"
I saw them all, just couldn't fall 'til we met
It had to be Phoon, it had to be Phoon
I wandered around, and finally found the somebody who
Could make me be true, could make me be blue
And even be glad, just to be sad thinking of Phoon
Some others I've seen, might never be mean
Might never be cross, or try to be boss
But they wouldn't do
For nobody else, gave me a thrill with all his faults, I love Phoon still
It had to be Phoon, wonderful Phoon
It had to be Phoon
Some others I've seen, might never be mean
Might never be cross, or try to be boss
But they wouldn't do
For nobody else, gave me a thrill with all his faults, I love Phoon still
It had to be Phoon
It had to be Phoon
It had to be Phoon, woah wonderful
Phoon
It had to be Phoon
I couldn't figure out what to get the old fart who has everything, so I dedicate this little ditty to you.
Congratulations!
