If this sofa could talk
It would say to me
You are being silly
There's not room for three
Come on, move over
Get off this chair
You know full well
They don't want you there
Infact, get out
Don't bother to stay
No one will notice
If you walk away
Shut up, don't talk
Don't speak your mind
They only listen
Because they are kind
Keep your hands to themselves
Don't reach out and poke
I'm not laughing, I'm serious
This isn't a joke
Leave them alone
It's not up to you
You're not in charge
Not likely to be, too
If this sofa could talk
I would hear each line
Though it'd probably tell me
To leave what's not mine
If this sofa could talk
It would say to me
Move over, get out
There's not room for three...