There are nineteen floors   And a thousand doors   And one of them is mine   A million names that seem the same, and that is fine   I'm sure I'm immature, but I choose detours to avoid eye contact   I know it might seem strange but I don't want to change   I just don't like to interact      I don't want to walk my neighbors dog   And I can't lend a cup of milk   I don't want to walk my neighbors dog   And I can't lend a cup of milk      A simple, 'Hi! I'm passing by,' is not easy as it seems   I'd rather go than say hello, or else I might just scream      I can't make small talk   So I'd rather walk than take the elevator   Can't make it to the bar-be-que, I just got the flu!   Another time. Later!      I'm sure I'm immature, but I choose detours to avoid eye contact   I know it might seem strange but I don't want to change   I just don't like to interact      I don't want to walk my neighbors dog   And I can't lend a cup of milk   I don't want to walk my neighbors dog   And I can't lend a cup of milk      A simple, 'Hi! I'm passing by,' is not easy as it seems   I'd rather go than say hello, or else I might just scream      Nineteen floors   And a hundred doors   Million names, none seem the same (x2)