The wisdom of Kermit is something to hear
The knowledge provided with Rowlph over beer
The root of the problem is easy to trace
For come Father’s day one’s bewitched by a face
And suffer all men do, for nights can be long
But always we hope something new comes along
That thing could be better, that thing could be nice
Perhaps it might be bought at very low price
But until some genius finds a substitute
The only solution is a woman cute
Like men, Kermit suffers in this awful strife
Better won’t come along in this here life