I made a man with eyes of coal and a smile so bewitchin'
How was I supposed to know that my mom was dead in the kicthen.
La-la-la-la-la-la...
*Rachel: Great set tonight Phoebs.
Phoebe: I know.
* Phoebe: But, hey Mon, if you ever touch my guitar again, I'm gonna have to pound on you a little bit!
Monica: Fair enough.
