  I rented the X-Files movie over the weekend. I was a huge X-Files fan a few years ago and now I'm reduced to watching repeats late on Sunday nights. The movie is decent, it plays out like a two hour episode of the show rather than a movie. I kinda like it that way.
Anyway, while watching the movie, I was reminded of a song that former roomie used to play all the time called David Duchovny by Bree Sharp. It's hillarious. It's Sunday night, I am curled up in my room The t.v. light fills my heart like a balloon I hold it in as best I can I know I'm just another fan But I can't help feeling I could love this secret agent man and I can't Wait anymore for him to discover me I got it bad for David Duchovny David Duchovny, why won't you love me?
Why won't you love me? My friends all tell me, 'girl, you know it's just a show' But deep within his eyes I see me wrapped up like a bow Watching the sky for a sign The F.B.I. is on my mind I'm waiting for the day when my lucky stars align in the form of David Duchovny floating above me In the alien light of the spaceship of love, I need David Duchovny hovering above me American Heathcliff, brooding and comely David Duchovny, why won't you love me? Why won't you love me? Why won't you love me?
So smooth and so smart He's abducted my heart And I'm falling apart From the looks I receive From those eyes I can't leave You can say I'm naive But he told me to believe My bags are packed, I am ready for my flight Want to put an end to my daydream days and sleepless nights Sitting like a mindless clone Wishing he would tap my phone Just to hear the breath of the man, the myth, the monotone and I would say David Duchovny, why won't you love me?
Why won't you love me? Why won't you love me?
David Duchovny, why won't you love me?
Why won't you love me? Why won't you love me?
David Duchovny I want you to love me To kiss and to hug me, debrief and debug me David Duchovny, I know you could love me I'm sweet and I'm cuddly - I'm gonna kill Scully David Duchovny, why won't you love me?
Why won't you love me? Why won't you love me?
I'll be waiting .
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In Nevada .
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