Arthur the T.V. Show - Two Sides of the Story
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{Dad}
A souffle is a delicate kind of cake
I once made a perfect one that suffered a terrible fate
{Mom}
That souffle was dealt an awful beatin'
It crashed to the kitchen floor before it could be eaten
{Dad}
It's the kinda thing that sure does bug ya'
And the one who made it fall must be Arthur or D-dubya
{Dad and Mom}
They were in the kitchen when it fell
But who done it we can't tell!
{D.W.}
(I thought a "fouslee" was supposed to fall!)
{Arthur}
(It's a souffle.)
{D.W.}
(You mean it was a souffle.)
{Dad and Mom}
Two sides of the story
Two-oo-oo sides of the story
It's old, old, old familiar territory
I still love you right or wrong
And the point of this whole song
Is that there's always two sides of the story
{Mom}
Okay, you two, you're the subject of this tale
Of how your Dad's souffle never made it to the supper table
{Dad}
It happened very fast
That we can't ignore
But who's the one who sent
That souffle to the kitchen floor?
{Arthur and D.W.}
Souffle to the kitchen floor
{Dad and Mom}
Two sides of the story
Two-oo-oo sides of the story
It's old, old, old familiar territory
I still love you right or wrong
And the point of this whole song
Is that there's always two sides of the story
{Arthur}
(Maybe Pal did it.)
{Mom}
Don't blame the dog
{D.W.}
(Nadine, how could you?)
{Dad}
Or your imaginary friend
{Dad and Mom}
Okay, you two, let's go over this again
Let's head down the trail to the wide open spaces
Of justice as we retrace your paces
{Dad}
This posse needs some facts
{Mom}
Some hard evidence
{Dad}
Now think, can either of you
{Dad and Mom}
Recall the exact events?
{D.W.}
(It wasn't me, it was Arthur...)
{Arthur}
(It couldn't have been me, I was in my room doing my homework...)
{D.W.}
(...Why do I always get blamed for things I don't do, Mom?...)
{Arthur}
(...D.W., I'm pretty sure you did it...)
{D.W.}
(...I wasn't even here, I was in my room playing games...)
{Arthur}
(It couldn't have been me, D.W. there's no way!)
{D.W.}
(Mom, it must have been Pal or Arthur!)
{Pal}
(Woo woo wooooooo!)
{Arthur and D.W.}
Oh, Mommy, oh, Daddy
I think that maybe we both could have done it
We just didn't see
How the thing fell
That's the truth
And the truth ain't so hard to tell
{Pal}
Arrrrrr!
{Arthur, D.W., Dad and Mom}
Two sides of the story
Two-oo-oo sides of the story
It's old, old, old familiar territory
I still love you right or wrong
And the point of this whole song
Is that there's always two sides
Always two sides
Always two sides of the story! Yee-haw!
{Dad}
A souffle is a delicate kind of cake
I once made a perfect one that suffered a terrible fate
{Mom}
That souffle was dealt an awful beatin'
It crashed to the kitchen floor before it could be eaten
{Dad}
It's the kinda thing that sure does bug ya'
And the one who made it fall must be Arthur or D-dubya
{Dad and Mom}
They were in the kitchen when it fell
But who done it we can't tell!
{D.W.}
(I thought a "fouslee" was supposed to fall!)
{Arthur}
(It's a souffle.)
{D.W.}
(You mean it was a souffle.)
{Dad and Mom}
Two sides of the story
Two-oo-oo sides of the story
It's old, old, old familiar territory
I still love you right or wrong
And the point of this whole song
Is that there's always two sides of the story
{Mom}
Okay, you two, you're the subject of this tale
Of how your Dad's souffle never made it to the supper table
{Dad}
It happened very fast
That we can't ignore
But who's the one who sent
That souffle to the kitchen floor?
{Arthur and D.W.}
Souffle to the kitchen floor
{Dad and Mom}
Two sides of the story
Two-oo-oo sides of the story
It's old, old, old familiar territory
I still love you right or wrong
And the point of this whole song
Is that there's always two sides of the story
{Arthur}
(Maybe Pal did it.)
{Mom}
Don't blame the dog
{D.W.}
(Nadine, how could you?)
{Dad}
Or your imaginary friend
{Dad and Mom}
Okay, you two, let's go over this again
Let's head down the trail to the wide open spaces
Of justice as we retrace your paces
{Dad}
This posse needs some facts
{Mom}
Some hard evidence
{Dad}
Now think, can either of you
{Dad and Mom}
Recall the exact events?
{D.W.}
(It wasn't me, it was Arthur...)
{Arthur}
(It couldn't have been me, I was in my room doing my homework...)
{D.W.}
(...Why do I always get blamed for things I don't do, Mom?...)
{Arthur}
(...D.W., I'm pretty sure you did it...)
{D.W.}
(...I wasn't even here, I was in my room playing games...)
{Arthur}
(It couldn't have been me, D.W. there's no way!)
{D.W.}
(Mom, it must have been Pal or Arthur!)
{Pal}
(Woo woo wooooooo!)
{Arthur and D.W.}
Oh, Mommy, oh, Daddy
I think that maybe we both could have done it
We just didn't see
How the thing fell
That's the truth
And the truth ain't so hard to tell
{Pal}
Arrrrrr!
{Arthur, D.W., Dad and Mom}
Two sides of the story
Two-oo-oo sides of the story
It's old, old, old familiar territory
I still love you right or wrong
And the point of this whole song
Is that there's always two sides
Always two sides
Always two sides of the story! Yee-haw!
