Third chorus: Play just ska part 4x, then add distorted guitar for 4x, end on G# Lyrics: I wanna try your shoes on, and wear them for a day. Learn to walk like you do, and see what I see. I'd talk like I knew something, that everyone wanted to hear. But you're the Fonz. . . The definition of icy, the measure of what's up. You could play the tuba, and everyone would clap. Well I can play the tuba, and they all just shake their heads. Cause you're the Fonz. . . I know it's over for me, I know i (chordiearchive.chordie.com)