"Gone" Based on the performance by Nsync
"Fogg" Parody by LPG-Unit
I wrote this rather satirical imitation of Nsync's "Gone" after eating too much frog legs and French cheese - this is what an adult Pepito really feels, when the orphan girl decided to find a new home. The song was wirtten just to poke fun at Bemelmans some more, and also to make fun of French people. In case you don't know, the Fogg thing is actually Madeline's surname, which was finally revealed in the 1999 book "Madeline in America", in which the little readhead was to be inherited with lots of earthly wealth, plus oil fields and stuff. The most probable reason why Ludwig Bemelmans came up with the surname thing, according to his grandson, John Bemelmans-Marciano, was to make the rhymes right, as it was the author's signature style in writing "Madeline". This song is dedicated to John Bemelmans-Marciano, to Maddie, Shirley, my sister Courtney, and to all the guyz at Anyway, watch out for my mock epic series "Samueline", which parodies the whole Maddie book series...
Verse I
There's a dozen schoolgirls in this place
It sure sounds like home, yeah
Seems so long ago you walked away
And left them alone
I remember what you said to me,
"Oh, my acting's so strange,"
And when I asked about your classmates, babe,
Girl, "you don't know their names,"
Was it something I said
That made you turn away,
That made you snob off, and leave me stoned
Like you just ran away,
My other cousins said you're right there, right now...
Chorus
I've been sick in here
Can't get you off my mind
I tried my best for Cucuface to let go
I drove myself insane
Wish I could just flip a page
But the truth remains, you're
Fogg, you're, Fogg, you're, Fogg,
Maddie Fogg, baby girl you're
Fogg, you're, Fogg, you're...
Verse II
Now I don't want to make excuses, Maddie,
Don't change the fact that you're bored, no
But if there's nothing that I could do,
Won't you please, girl, say so
The time is passing so slowly now
I guess that French girls like booze
And maybe I should have a diet, too, yeah
But maybe frog legs will do
So I'll just walk around,
And find some cheese to chew
To keep my mind off thinking you
And I know you're a star,
Shirley Temple is my idol, too
Please say you do, yeah...
Chorus
I've been sick in here
Can't get you off my mind
I tried my best for Cucuface to let go
I drove myself insane
Wish I could just flip a page
But the truth remains, you're
Fogg, you're, Fogg, you're, Fogg,
You're Fogg, you're
Fogg, you're, Fogg, ohhhhh...
Bridge
What will I do?
Guess I can't headbutt you
This ain't no real World Cup too
Baby, you ain't Zidane
And if we fall apart
Will you still smell my fart?
Baby, why don't you see,
Your dog found me good to pee...ohhhhhhh, GROSS!
I've been sick in here (sick in here)
Can't get you off my mind (can't get you off my mind)
I tried my best for Cucuface to let go (my best for Cucuface)
I drove myself insane
Wish I could just flip a page (oh, flip it, baby, oh)
But the truth remains, you're (but the truth remains you're Fogg)
I've been sick in here (I'm sick with you)
Can't get you off my mind (Can't get you off my mind)
I tried my best for Cucuface to let go (my best for Cucuface)
I drove myself insane (ohhhh, ooohhh)
Wish I could just flip a page
But the truth remains, you're
Fogg, you're, Fogg, you're, Fogg,
You're Fogg, you're
Fogg, you're, Fogg, ohhhhh...
And your dog, just, peed on... (toilet flush sound)