 There are nineteen floors
And a thousand doors
And one of them is mine
A million names that seem the same, and that is fine
I'm sure I'm immature, but I choose detours to avoid eye contact
I know it might seem strange but I don't want to change
I just don't like to interact
I don't want to walk my neighbors dog
And I can't lend a cup of milk
I don't want to walk my neighbors dog
And I can't lend a cup of milk
A simple, 'Hi! I'm passing by,' is not easy as it seems
I'd rather go than say hello, or else I might just scream
I can't make small talk
So I'd rather walk than take the elevator
Can't make it to the bar-be-que, I just got the flu!
Another time. Later!
I'm sure I'm immature, but I choose detours to avoid eye contact
I know it might seem strange but I don't want to change
I just don't like to interact
I don't want to walk my neighbors dog
And I can't lend a cup of milk
I don't want to walk my neighbors dog
And I can't lend a cup of milk
A simple, 'Hi! I'm passing by,' is not easy as it seems
I'd rather go than say hello, or else I might just scream
Nineteen floors
And a hundred doors
Million names, none seem the same (x2)
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