[Verse 1]

This little fella

This little guy I met at school

I'm in a rock band

And he plays the flute

But though it seems like

He wouldn't hurt a fly (Or dare to tell a lie)

I saw him smoking pot

In the schoolyard last night, last night

[Chorus]

So I said oh, what have we done with the romance?

Oh, what have we done? How did we turn out?

[Verse 2]

This little fella

This little flute playing boy

I think I'll miss him

One day, one day, one day

[Chorus]

So I said oh, what have we done with the romance?

Oh, what have we done? How did we turn out?

Oh, nothing is lost but the moment

Oh, nothing that you've never seen before

(Seen before)