Referring back to "Sophie Lay on My Sofa," this song emphasizes the feeling of the Phrygian mode, and its iconic notes.
I sang you a song 'bout a girl on my sofa; [Yes, that was on "so fa"]
She was sprawling around in the heat and eating raw dough. ["ra do"]
I knew if she did that she never would go far,
'Cause when it's warm and your cookie dough's raw,
bad germs start to grow.
But I found a modal way to help her survive.
There's one mode that's cold enough to keep her alive!
And that's Phrygian...
Frigid Phrygian... Phrygian... Phrygian...