The Fonz (Acoustic)

I don't understand, Fonz from Happy Days

I wanna try your shoes on
And wear 'em for a day
And learn to walk like you do
And say what I see
I'd talk like I knew something
That everyone wanted to hear

But you're the Fonz (you're the Fonz)
You're the Fonz (you're the Fonz)

The definition of icy
The measure of what's up
And you can play the tuba
And everyone would clap
I can play the tuba
And they'd all just shake their heads

'Cause you're the Fonz (you're the Fonz)
You're the Fonz (you're the Fonz)
You're the Fonz (you're the Fonz)
You're the Fonz (you're the Fonz)

I know it's over for me
I know it's over for me
I know it's over for me
I know it's over for me

I drove my car to the top floor
And I stood at the edge
When I woke up in Heaven
I looked around and everybody really cared
But when you pulled your own trigger
They all gathered 'round to watch

'Cause you're the Fonz (you're the Fonz)
You're the Fonz (you're the Fonz)
'Cause you're the Fonz (you're the Fonz)
You're the Fonz (you're the Fonz)

Because you are the Fonz (you're the Fonz)
Because you are the Fonz (you're the Fonz)
Because you are the Fonz (you're the Fonz)
Because you are the Fonz (you're the Fonz)
Because you are
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Credits
Writer(s): Paul Delisle, Kevin Iannello, Greg Camp, Steven Harwell
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