Oh, My Izzy

Owen: I miss the way, Izzy said hello!
By hoofing me, in the kiwis!
I missed the daytime when Izzy moved so slow.
Gwen: Ooh, Ooh.
Owen: ‘Cause other times, she’d get freaky!
Oh, Izzy! Oh, Izzy! I…I miss you so!
Oh, my Izzy, my little Izzy. Why’d I ever let you go?
Gwen: Actually, she kinda dumped you.
Owen: I miss her smile, and the way she liked to bite
on my arm, when there was trouble-
Which was all the time. (laughs)
Oh, I miss the way, she’d always say goodnight.
Gwen: Ooh, Ooh.
Owen: And boot me in the kiwis double! Ouch.
Oh, Izzy! Oh, Izzy! I…I miss you so.
Oh, my Izzy, my little Izzy!
Why’d I ever let you go?
Why’d I ever let you go?