From the album "Hey, Everybody!"
There’s a whole bunch of grownups at our house tonight
They’re sitting in the living room, I’m hidden out of sight
I sneak up behind them to hear what they say
They go on about stocks and bonds and the price of gas these days
But all I hear is blah, blah, blah, blah . . .
I get bored with that so I sneak back down the hall
My sister’s on the phone again with her brand new boyfriend Paul
I’m quiet as a mouse as I listen through the door
They’re smooching back and forth about who loves who more
My brother is hogging the TV again
He’s watching some sports show on ESPN
They’re talking about some quarterback who’s gonna be a star
They compare the way he throws to some old guy named Favre
I get so bored it makes me want to shout
So I try to talk about it to my faithful old dog Scout
But all he hears is blah, blah, blah, blah . . .
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