Lyrics

[Dad] A souffle is a delicate kind of cake I once made a perfect one that suffered a terrible fate [Mom] That souffle was dealt an awful beatin' It crashed to the kitchen floor before it could be eaten [Dad] It's the kinda thing that sure does bug ya' And the one who made it fall must be Arthur or D-dubya [Dad and Mom] They were in the kitchen when it fell But who done it we can't tell! [D.W.] (I thought a "fouslee" was supposed to fall!) [Arthur] (It's a souffle.) [D.W.] (You mean it was a souffle.) [Dad and Mom] Two sides of the story Two-oo-oo sides of the story It's old, old, old familiar territory I still love you right or wrong And the point of this whole song Is that there's always two sides of the story [Mom] Okay, you two, you're the subject of this tale Of how your Dad's souffle never made it to the supper table [Dad] It happened very fast That we can't ignore But who's the one who sent That souffle to the kitchen floor? [Arthur and D.W.] Souffle to the kitchen floor [Dad and Mom] Two sides of the story Two-oo-oo sides of the story It's old, old, old familiar territory I still love you right or wrong And the point of this whole song Is that there's always two sides of the story [Arthur] (Maybe Pal did it.) [Mom] Don't blame the dog [D.W.] (Nadine, how could you?) [Dad] Or your imaginary friend [Dad and Mom] Okay, you two, let's go over this again Let's head down the trail to the wide open spaces Of justice as we retrace your paces [Dad] This posse needs some facts [Mom] Some hard evidence [Dad] Now think, can either of you [Dad and Mom] Recall the exact events? [D.W.] (It wasn't me, it was Arthur...) [Arthur] (It couldn't have been me, I was in my room doing my homework...) [D.W.] (...Why do I always get blamed for things I don't do, Mom?...) [Arthur] (...D.W., I'm pretty sure you did it...) [D.W.] (...I wasn't even here, I was in my room playing games...) [Arthur] (It couldn't have been me, D.W. there's no way!) [D.W.] (Mom, it must have been Pal or Arthur!) [Pal] (Woo woo wooooooo!) [Arthur and D.W.] Oh, Mommy, oh, Daddy I think that maybe we both could have done it We just didn't see How the thing fell That's the truth And the truth ain't so hard to tell [Pal] Arrrrrr! [Arthur, D.W., Dad and Mom] Two sides of the story Two-oo-oo sides of the story It's old, old, old familiar territory I still love you right or wrong And the point of this whole song Is that there's always two sides Always two sides Always two sides of the story! Yee-haw!