Popsicle Stick House

It's the last time that I see my grandpa We're at a Denny's in Old San Juan Squeaky red booth, unfriendly smiles He and dad speak of things come and gone His latest Sits by his side And she's unfazed By the question of her morals His face Never turns to mine Ice cream sundae He tries to rest on his laurels Ooh who are you? Not what the movies told me You should do Ooh who are you? Who are you? I get a taste of the feeling Squeezed in the backseat in Guayaquil I try to chase free-wheeling days Of "meet all your primos and tíos" But I choke on the mystery of syntax At least that's the headline in my memory I know that's just the drama kid in me talking I ain't spitting facts I just don't want nothing said for me Ooh who are you? Not what the movies told me you Should do Ooh who are you? Who are you? Ooh who are you? Not what the movies told me you Who screwed up the blueprint? I'll take it from here Gonna raise this roof I'll use anything that'll do Use popsicles and Elmer's glue Use all my friends and lovers too To build it right back up into The biggest house you've ever seen Bigger than what fell down when I was seventeen It's held up with my mama's beaming Smile and all my father's dreams And don't forget Amanda's shine Keep breaking it apart that's fine I'll remake it every fucking time I'm staking it right here it's mine I'll use anything that'll do Use popsicles and Elmer's glue Use all my friends and lovers too To build it right back up into