Our first apartment up in Columbus
Four college roommates, not a clue
We shoved a turkey in the oven
And the smoke alarm went off on cue
So we let that bird sit resting
And climbed out on the fire escape
Ate a pizza in the cold together
Best mistake we ever made
Priya, Dana, Kim, you know the score
Every year since Columbus
We keep coming back for more
Pull a chair up to the door
Dana swears she's bringing a side dish
Swears it every single fall
Then she's knocking with one bag of dinner rolls
Like that counts as cooking at all
We still sit on mismatched folding chairs
Not a matching pair in sight
An old door across two sawhorses
Still the finest table on the night
Priya, Dana, Kim, you know the score
Every year since Columbus
We keep coming back for more
Pull a chair up to the door
Then at Friendsgiving Kim goes around
Say one thing we're grateful for
Jess swears she'll keep it together
Same as every year before
Somebody always cries
Usually before the plates are cleared
We laugh and pass the dinner rolls
And wipe it off and stay right here
Priya, Dana, Kim, you know the score
Every year since Columbus
We keep coming back for more
Pull a chair up to the door
So here's my one thing, plain and true
I'm grateful every year it's you
Same old door, same wobbly seat
I'll save all three for you and me
Priya, Dana, Kim, you know the score
Years from now we'll still come back for more
Bring the rolls, the tears, the folding chairs
Pull a chair up to the door
Pull a chair up to the door (up to the door)