I love you like a brother; should I treat you like a guest?
I may be ten years old, but I can tell that you're obsessed,
I would keep it to myself, but now the rug is showing wear,
So forgive me if I stare.
You do that triangle,
You do that triangle,
You do that triangle in my house.
We prayed for you in Sunday school, and Lauri's rabbit too,
They gave it shots to numb the pain, it made me think of you,
Sometimes Daddy has a six-pack, but you always have a pair,
So forgive me if I care.
You do that triangle,
You do that triangle,
You do that triangle in my house,
From the cooler, to the chair, to the garbage can,
From the cooler, to the chair, to the garbage can,
From the cooler, to the chair, to the garbage can,
From the cooler, to the chair, to the garbage can.
You do that triangle,
You do that triangle,
You do that triangle in my house, (in my house)
You do that triangle,
You do that triangle,
You do that triangle in my house, (in my house)
You do that triangle,
You do that triangle,
(fade)
