"The Scott Cohen Song"

It was Sunday night.
I was curled up in my room
The TV light
Filled 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 half-wolf man.


And I can't wait anymore for his star to glow and
I got it bad for that wolfie Scott Cohen
Oh-oh Scott Cohen, my love is growin'
Wolfie Scott Cohen, my love is growin'


My friends all tell me, "Girl, you know it's just a show"
But in those dreamy eyes
I see that special kind of glow
Been sitting in Central Park for some time
Watching some really stupid mime
I'm waiting for the moment
The passage-way opens...
Then he'll pop out


He'll be that wolfie Scott Cohen
I know where he's goin'
'Cause I saw the show and
Wolfie Scott Cohen
Right through the mirror and
Take me back with you and
I have no fear and
Oh-oh Scott Cohen, my love is growin'
Wolfie Scott Cohen, my love is growin'


His senses are sharp
He's stolen my heart
And I could never part
Got some self-help books
In my trash I still look
And you may think I'm a kook
But he really has a hold on my heart...
Ooooooo.....


My bags are packed
And I'm still looking for that mirror
If I remember correctly,
I was somewhere right about here
People look at me as if I'm strange
Cripes, my plans have been arranged
And this is what he'll hear...


Oh-oh Scott Cohen, my love is growin'
My love is growin', my love is growin'
Wolfie Scott Cohen, my love is growin'
My love is growin', my love is growin'
Wolfie Scott Cohen, let's play hide-and-seek
And Wolfie Scott Cohen
I promise not to peek
Wolfie Scott Cohen, I know you'll be comin'
You're sweet and you're cuddly
I don't care about the bunny
Oh-oh Scott Cohen, my love is growin'
My love is growin', my love is growin'


Yeah...


I'll be waiting....
In New York...

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{the Scott Cohen version of Bree Sharp's "David Duchovny"} --Melissa de Huff Puff

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