1…2…3…4…4…4…4 Hmm? What do you want, Greg? You want me to go to a party with you Down on Brady Street tonight? Sure, but— You know I was going already, right? Don’t you know half the people there because of me? Hahaha You’re like a brother and Like a great best friend Like that’s kinda just how it’s always been So why do I light up when you call for me? Mom’s asking if you’re staying, Dad says pull up a seat You know all of our stories and the names of our pets At this point if we kiss, is it weird? Be fair ‘Cause somehow you’ve become part of the family tree Just the smell of your cologne Like leather seats in summer heat It’s getting harder to ignore Like your adorable smile I-I-I make you laugh with all my jokes And while I pretend that I don’t care Have you seen (that they stare) Every time you’re near me I treat you like family So why does it feel strange How much I look forward to Seeing you again? (Oh brother) You’re like a brother and Like a great best friend Like that’s kinda just how it’s always been So why do I light up when you call for me? Yes, Greg? I mean, what? Brady Street, bunches everywhere Wait, that guy over there just asked if you’re my brother (What the fuck?) I don’t even know how he came up with that one I’m telling my friends that you’re cool That you’re funny and sensual They keep interrupting me I guess my brother’s looking for me? Did you notice That they notice? Whenever you’re looking for me? Am I imagining things? Or do you feel it too? Every time I walk away I find my way to you (here we go) You’re like a brother and Like a great best friend Like at least that’s what I’ve always said So why do I light up when you call for me? Yes, Greg? (I think I’m thinking what you think I’m thinking…) There’s no turning time back now I walk away with excuses ready For when I’m walking back to you Funny how I used to treat you like family Maybe I’m imagining things But Greg, this time I don’t think I am! You’re like a brother and Like a great best friend Like at least that’s what I’ve always said So why do I light up when you call for me? What’s that look in your eyes? They sparkle as you call for me And I say… Yes, Greg?
