(Parody of “She’s Always a Woman to Me” by Billy Joel)
(Written by PhillyGirl1437)
He could kill with his hair
He could smother with his beard
After the finals Yukon Cornelius disappeared
He could smother with his beard
After the finals Yukon Cornelius disappeared
And he only reveals the scruff he wants you to see
He gave his hair to a child,
But he's always a Fraggle to me
He can drive you to drink
Comfort if your wife were to leave you
He gave his hair to a child,
But he's always a Fraggle to me
He can drive you to drink
Comfort if your wife were to leave you
You can ask for a goal
But he'll often mislead you
But he'll give all he’s got, as long as you’ll see
But he'll often mislead you
But he'll give all he’s got, as long as you’ll see
That he skates like a drunk
But he’s always a Fraggle to me
Oh—he takes spills on the ice
On command if he wants
He's just that kind of guy
Oh—the brakes are always out
But he never gives in
He just multitasks from his ass
And he'll promise you more
Than the bonehead penalties
Then he'll carelessly bite you
And laugh while you're bleedin'
But he'll bring out the best
That Ville and Danny can be
But he’s always a Fraggle to me
Oh—he takes spills on the ice
On command if he wants
He's just that kind of guy
Oh—the brakes are always out
But he never gives in
He just multitasks from his ass
And he'll promise you more
Than the bonehead penalties
Then he'll carelessly bite you
And laugh while you're bleedin'
But he'll bring out the best
That Ville and Danny can be
Blame it all on yourself
Cause he’s always a Fraggle to me
Oh—he takes spills on the ice
On command if he wants
He's just that kind of guy
Oh—the brakes are always out
But he never gives in
He just multitasks from his ass
He is frequently good
And he's suddenly bad
He can do as he pleases
He's everybody’s fool
But he can't be sent packing
He's earned his no-trade
And the most he will do
Is throw punches at you
But he’s always a Fraggle to me
Cause he’s always a Fraggle to me
Oh—he takes spills on the ice
On command if he wants
He's just that kind of guy
Oh—the brakes are always out
But he never gives in
He just multitasks from his ass
He is frequently good
And he's suddenly bad
He can do as he pleases
He's everybody’s fool
But he can't be sent packing
He's earned his no-trade
And the most he will do
Is throw punches at you
But he’s always a Fraggle to me
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