There really was never a question which was my favorite Phoebe creation, and I’m big enough to admit that I sing this song to myself almost daily.
I found you in my bed. How’d you wind up there? You are a mystery, little black curly hair. Little black curly hair. Little black, little black, little black, little black, little black curly hair.
There was a girl, we’ll call her Betty, and a guy. Let’s call him Neil. Now, I can’t stress this point too strongly: this story isn’t real. Now our Neil must decide: who will be the girl that he casts aside? Will Betty be the one that he loves truly? Or will it be the one who we’ll call … Loolie. He must decide! He must decide. Even though I made him up, he must decide!
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