Please don’t sing that song you wrote for me
I used to like to come here don’t you see
Diet cokes and roasted nuts
But it’s not my scene, no if’s or but’s
And I’d rather watch the football on TV

I know they like to hear you sing your songs
And I know sometimes we have to tag along
Now my brother may not mind
But he’s far more socially inclined
And if you think I’m joining in then you’re dead wrong

Please don’t sing that song you wrote for me
It’ll make me cringe, that I can guarantee
And, Father, if you do
I’ll just have to go and find the loo
And remind myself of what I had for tea

So please don’t sing that song you wrote for me
It causes such embarrassment, you see
For I’m sure you’d feel the same
If you were made to play this game
Of remembering the way you used to be