Complimentary "Impossible" Ringtone

(::SENEX::)
Why did he look at her that way?

(::HERO::)
Why did he look at her that way?

(::SENEX And HERO::)
Must be my imagination.

(::SENEX::)
She's a lovely blooming flower, he's just a sprout--
Impossible!

(::HERO::)
She's a lovely blooming flower, he's all worn out--
Impossible!

(::SENEX::)
Just a fledgeling in the nest...

(::HERO::)
Just a man who needs a rest...

(::SENEX::)
He's a beamish boy at best.

(::HERO::)
Poor old fellow!

(::SENEX::)
He's a child, and love's a test he's too young to pass--
Impassible!

(::HERO::)
He has asthma, gout, a wife, lumbago and gas--
Irascible!

(::SENEX::)
Romping in the nursery...

(::HERO::)
He looks tired...

(::SENEX::)
Son, sit on your father's knee.

(::HERO::)
Father, you can lean on me.

(::SENEX And HERO::)
Him? I'm- Possible!

(::HERO::)
But why did she wave at him that way?

(::SENEX::)
Why did she wave at him that way?

(::SENEX And HERO::)
Could there be an explanation?

(::HERO::)
Women often want a father, she may want mine--
It's possible!

(::SENEX::)
He's a handsome lad of twenty,
I'm...thirty-nine--
It's possible!

(::HERO::)
Older men know so much more...

(::SENEX::)
In a way, I'm forty-four...

(::HERO::)
Next to him, I'd seem a bore.

(::SENEX::)
All right, fifty!

(::HERO::)
Then again, he is my father;
I ought to trust--
Impossible!

(::SENEX::)
Then again, with love at my age,
sometimes it's just
Impossible!

(::HERO::)
With a girl I'm ill at ease...

(::SENEX::)
I don't feel well...

(::HERO::)
Sir, about those birds and bees--

(::SENEX::)
Son, a glass of water, please.

(::SENEX And HERO::)
The situation's fraught,
Fraughter than I thought,
With horrible, impossible, possibilities!

Complimentary "Impossible" Ringtone