[Intro: drum machine and a choppy funk guitar] [Step One: cheeky male lead, falsetto edges] First apartment, second floor, a box as long as a canoe The picture on the side has two smiling people, and they're through We started after dinner, now it's way past one a.m. And the little cartoon man in the manual doesn't look like either of them [Step Two: sassy female voice] Step two says A connects to B, but baby, you got A upside down Don't tell me how to read a page, I'm the reader in this house Hand me that little bent key, the one that looks like a question You hold the panel steady, and I'll handle the direction [Hook: both voices] Some assembly required Two people and a little bent key Nothing comes together on its own It takes you holding on, and it takes me [Step Three: male lead] The legs are on the wrong end, and the drawer goes in reverse We fight about an arrow like it's money, like it's church She says I never read the manual, I say she never lets me drive And the cartoon man is smiling like he knows we'll both survive [Step Four: female voice] Tighten it, but not too tight, you'll strip it, leave a little give [Male voice] Leave a little give? Girl, that's the whole way that I wanna live [Female voice] Don't force it if it doesn't fit, just turn it till it finds the groove [Male voice] That's the best advice I ever got, and it came off a box of screws [Hook: both voices] Some assembly required Two people and a little bent key Nothing comes together on its own It takes you holding on, and it takes me [Keyboard solo: eight bars of funky keyboard stabs over the drum machine] [Step Five: male lead, triumphant falsetto] Three a.m., we stand it up, it creaks but doesn't fall Four little screws left over, and they don't go anywhere at all We look at them, we look at it, then we look at us and laugh Turns out a thing can hold you up without every single part [Final Hook: both voices, the band at full stretch] Some assembly required Four screws left over, and it's standing anyway Nothing comes together on its own But we did, baby, crooked, and we're here to stay [Outro: guitar and drum machine, one last keyboard stab] [End]
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