Football Head

Hey Arnold, One day You'll see

The real and sensitive side of me

My mind drifts off at the sight of you

As a certain Janet Jackson song sets a confessional groove

Verse 1: Sitting here in Simmons' class, lost within my thoughts

You're the only thing I think of while Simmons' mouth runs off

I think about

Chorus: Football, Football Head

Seeing you makes my day… I love you Football Head

Football, Football Head

One day, I hope you'll swing my way… Cause I love you Football Head

Verse 2: In the same place we're apart, cause you don't like my attitude

(but he doesn't know) Since a rainy day at age 5, I've been hooked on you

*Spoken* Is that unlikely of me, uh-huh I know that because I like

*Repeat Chorus*

Chorus 2: Football, Football Head

You don't know to me what you do… I love you Football Head

F.H., Don't you see

How deeply inside I'm digging you…I love you Football Head

Hook 1: You act so cool (whew) and that's what makes me sweat

And you hate on me cause I don't think before I flip

The 'G' should stand for a girl in love, and she wants to be with you

And I want you to be with me

That's Helga, Miss Pataki and I ain't nasty

*Repeat Chorus*

Ad-lib: Football Head, seeing you makes my day

Arnold, you Football Head, You mean everything to me, c'mon

Football Head, you mean everything to me, C'mon

I love you Football Head

I Love You…HEY!

Rap: Who's the number victim of my spitballs (FOOTBALL HEAD!)

Who's the shrine in the back of my closet for (FOOTBALL HEAD!)

Who I call a geek bait and the greatest, too (FOOTBALL HEAD!)

If I talk to myself, I hit Brainy cause he knows I like (FOOTBALL HEAD!) *punches out Brainy*

*weezing heard in background*

Football Head, You mean everything to me

Oh you Football Head

Helga: (sigh) Oh Arnold

Phoebe: Helga! Snap out of it! The lunch bell just rung.

Helga: Well DUH, Phoebe. C'mon, let's get outta here.