Arthur the T.V. Show - Only the Frensky
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Francine
Your team is losing a hundred to six
You couldn't score if you called in the Knicks
That crazy clock is tickin'
You think? You really stink!
You hear a whisper as something shoots by
A blur, a swish and boom, it's a tie!
The buzzer buzzes, oh wow, you've won, but how?
Only the Frensky can save the day
Don't take offense-ky, just do it my way
Oh, my Frensky, you have, have, have to agree
Who needs you, when you've got me?
You make a record that's totally drab
About as pleasant as picking a scab
The music floats out above you
Like flocks of iron rocks
The strings all sing like a mean alley cat
The brass all flash but eugh, are they flat!
But who's that drummer?
Guess what, she saved your neck!
Only the Frensky can save the day
Don't take offense-ky, just do it my way
Oh, my Frensky, you have, have, have to agree
Who needs you, when you've got me?
Hey, where are you guys going?
Arthur
We're sick of you singing about how great you are
Francine
Well, what's wrong with that?
Binky
Nothing. If you want the song to be a drum solo
Muffy
Forget it, Arthur. You're wasting your time. Francine has no what it's like to be a person and have feelings
Francine
Hey, hey, hey. That's not nice. I do too. How do you think I felt when you guys just abandoned me?
Muffy
Probably not happy, but, see, that's how we feel when you tell us we sound bad
Francine
I guess it wasn't that out of tune
Binky
I was playing jazz notes
Francine
Oh, really? I guess I wasn't paying attention. I'm sorry. Can you guys come back? We'll do it one more time. I won't be bossy. I promise
Muffy
I don't know
Francine
I'll be good
Binky
Oh well. I guess, we could
Francine
Come on, everybody. Let's show 'em what we got
Only the Frensky
Muffy
Oh no!
Binky
Here we go!
Francine
Isn't much of a band!
Binky
Whoa!
Buster
Whaddya know?
Francine
A group of just me is kind of bland
And all my friends
I have, have, have to agree
I need you as much as you... need... me!
Oh yeah!
Your team is losing a hundred to six
You couldn't score if you called in the Knicks
That crazy clock is tickin'
You think? You really stink!
You hear a whisper as something shoots by
A blur, a swish and boom, it's a tie!
The buzzer buzzes, oh wow, you've won, but how?
Only the Frensky can save the day
Don't take offense-ky, just do it my way
Oh, my Frensky, you have, have, have to agree
Who needs you, when you've got me?
You make a record that's totally drab
About as pleasant as picking a scab
The music floats out above you
Like flocks of iron rocks
The strings all sing like a mean alley cat
The brass all flash but eugh, are they flat!
But who's that drummer?
Guess what, she saved your neck!
Only the Frensky can save the day
Don't take offense-ky, just do it my way
Oh, my Frensky, you have, have, have to agree
Who needs you, when you've got me?
Hey, where are you guys going?
Arthur
We're sick of you singing about how great you are
Francine
Well, what's wrong with that?
Binky
Nothing. If you want the song to be a drum solo
Muffy
Forget it, Arthur. You're wasting your time. Francine has no what it's like to be a person and have feelings
Francine
Hey, hey, hey. That's not nice. I do too. How do you think I felt when you guys just abandoned me?
Muffy
Probably not happy, but, see, that's how we feel when you tell us we sound bad
Francine
I guess it wasn't that out of tune
Binky
I was playing jazz notes
Francine
Oh, really? I guess I wasn't paying attention. I'm sorry. Can you guys come back? We'll do it one more time. I won't be bossy. I promise
Muffy
I don't know
Francine
I'll be good
Binky
Oh well. I guess, we could
Francine
Come on, everybody. Let's show 'em what we got
Only the Frensky
Muffy
Oh no!
Binky
Here we go!
Francine
Isn't much of a band!
Binky
Whoa!
Buster
Whaddya know?
Francine
A group of just me is kind of bland
And all my friends
I have, have, have to agree
I need you as much as you... need... me!
Oh yeah!
