To the tune of "Annie's Song."  You know, "You filllll 
up my sennnnsesssss...."


--Mulder's Song--

You make up expenses, you make out with vampires,
Your fish are all dead now -- you have too much man pain.
You lie to my family, and you ditched me last Thursday.
I guess I forgive you -- do your scrunch-face again.

Let's go out to a new case, let's try not to be angry.
We will solve a new mystery, we will get Skinner pissed.
Get into the car, Spooks, let's get out on the roadway.
I'll try not to think of all the "ER" I've missed.

You pencil the ceiling, you hog all the desk space.
You frown when it's sunny, you smile when it rains.
I cannot quite hate you, and I don't really love you,
but I guess I forgive you -- do your scrunch-face again.

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