It still feels like playing house when we're running around Shopping for all of those crazy things we need now The rugs and the mugs and the traps for the bedbugs And the clocks and the earplugs and the wash clots and whatnot We're two kids with two lips As a sad excuse for a garden and our window sill Two kids with a stupid dog And it looks like a Muppet But we love him still Do you still want to play It still feels like playing house when we cower and frown Or forms to fill out for the crazy things we need now Remember the thrill when we paid our first bill When the teller spelt nil 'cause we paid for those feeling It still feels like playing house when I call you and my spouse And we both laugh out loud 'cause it just sounds so silly We're two kids with two lips As a sad excuse for a garden and our window sill Two kids with one kid And the kindergarten boy he's loud But we love him still Do you still want to play House with me