On My Waterbed (Please Please Me) with apologies to John, 
Paul, George, and Ringo.  This is Morris as Mulder, not 
Mulder as Mulder.  Sorry, shippers!


Last night I said these words to Scully:
"You don't have to be such a bully.
Come on, (come on)
Come on, (come on)
Come on, (come on)
Come on, (come on)
Come play with me, yeah, on my waterbed."

"You don't need Mulder to have fun, girl.
Why don't you just put down the gun, girl.
Come on, (come on)
Come on, (come on)
Come on, (come on)
Come on, (come on)
Look up at the mirrors on my waterbed."

"I don't mean to sound complainin',
but my body ain't got laid in
ten years (yeah, ten years).
So if you want to play it rough
I've got a place to hook a cuff.
Me first, oh yeah,
cause it's my waterbed."

Last night I said these things to Scully.
But she just trained a pistol on me.
"Hell no, (hell no)
 Hell no, (hell no)
 Hell no, (hell no)
 Hell no, (hell no)
You aren't him, I know, and I get seasick,
oh yeah, so come with me quick, oh geez, who buys waterbeds?"

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