It's Sunday night; I am
curled up in my room
The TV light fills my heart
like a balloon
I hold it in as best I
can;
I know I'm just another
fan,
But I can't help feeling
I could love this secret agent man...
And I can't wait any more
for him to discover me,
I got it bad for David
Duchovny
David Duchovny, why won't
you love me
Why won't you love me,
why won't you love me?
My friends all tell me,
"Girl you know it's just a show,"
But deep within his eyes
I see me
Wrapped up like a bow,
Watching the sky for a
sign,
The FBI's on my mind,
I'm waiting for the day
when my lucky stars align
In the form of David Duchovny,
floating above me,
In the alien light of the
spaceship of love, oh,
David Duchovny, hovering
above me,
American Heathcliff, brooding
and coming,
David Duchovny, why won't
you love me,
Why won't you love me,
why won't you love me?
So smooth and so smart,
he's abducted my heart,
And I'm falling apart from
the looks
I've received from those
eyes;
I can't believe, well you
can say I'm naive,
But he told me to believe...
Ooooooooo....
My bags are packed, I am
ready for my flight,
Gonna put an end to my
daydream days and sleepless nights,
Sitting like a mindless
clone,
Wishing he would tap my
phone,
Just to hear the breath
of the man, the myth, the monotone...
And I would say
David Duchovny, why won't
you love me,
Why won't you love me,
why won't you love me?
David Duchovny, why won't
you love me,
Why won't you love me,
why won't you love me?
David Duchovny, I want you
to love me,
To kiss and to hug me,
debrief and debug me,
David Duchovny, I know
you could love me,
I'm sweet and I'm cuddly,
I'm gonna kill Scully!
David Duchovny, why won't
you love me,
Why won't you love me,
why won't you love me?
Yeah....... |
Secret
Agent Man
(and
woman, to be precise...)
The
FBI's on My Mind........
In the
alien light.......
...and
the spaceship of love...
American
Heathcliff...
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