It was choir. I was next to my Raoul obsessed friend. It was either a Thursday or a Friday… What more explanation do you need?

Oh beautiful, slightly specious fop,

For amber waves of hair,

For puffy mountains of cravat,

Above the fruity pants!

Raoul the fop! Raoul the Fop!

Erik take mercy on thee,

And crown ye count,

When brother dies,

Christine your shining Countess!

That last throughout the years,

Thine alabaster false teeth gleam,

Undimmed by Phantom's tears!

Raoul the fop! Raoul the Fop!

Erik take mercy on thee,

And crown ye count,

When brother dies,

Christine your shining Countess!