THE FONZ

WOLFPACK OF ONE SINGLES CLUB: NINE
This day is ours, won't you be mine (Oh happy days)

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Well. You must be The Fonz or somebody. You walk through the door and I want to applaud. Your repeats remind me my heart's beating, I laugh at your jokes though I've heard them all before.

Now, I hate to sound like Sting, but everything you do is magic. A smile from you could set fire to the room. And now you're not here, there's no atmosphere and I'm freezing. It feels just like I'm walking on the moon.

Is it too late to say I'm sorry and I miss you? Is it too lame to say I worry and I care? Because the truth is that I'm useless with you not here. I'm beaten like this drum and, Fonzie, I'm scared.