Now hush, my daughter, I've got something to say to you
And it might not be the words you wanna hear
Your mother and I are running out of space for all our stuff
And there's only one place to put the things that we both hold so dear

We're turning your bedroom back into the computer room
We're turning your bedroom back into the computer room
And it makes good sense, it's the only way
You can sleep out on the couch 'til you find a place
Or maybe you can live at my sister's house
She always liked you better anyway

We're turning your bedroom back into the computer room
Baby, we're turning your bedroom back into the computer room
Whatever you think you need to do
Well, pack your bags with a travel shampoo
And remember, just stay out of that room