Two Sides of the Story

[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!