We have the same conversations again and again About the same frustrations we're experiencing We make the same observations About our obligations Of motherhood and brotherhood And fatherhood and neighbourhood And doo doo d-doo doo Doo d-doo doo Like bread in your cupboard all mouldy and blue Like an old handkerchief all encrusted and used A broken television, an overdue decision To clean the house and air it out and have a few close friends around And doo doo d-doo doo Doo d-doo doo But now Now I wouldn't have it any other way I've only got myself to blame Like a lost cat letter through my letterbox It makes me sad that you have changed the locks Doo d-doo doo