Zanick wears his Sunday best
Ryan's tired, he needs a rest
The Jazz are playing up downstairs
Jensen's sighing in his sleep
Ainge's got a date to keep
He needs to go max out
Danuel House, in the middle of our season
Danuel House, in the middle of our
D House he draws a crowd
There's always something happening
And it's usually quite loud
Our Quin, he's so House-proud
Nothing ever slows him down
And a substitution is not allowed
Danuel House, in the middle of our bench
Danuel House, in the middle of our
D House, in the middle of our bench
D House (Something tells you)
(That Quin’s got to sub him in) In the middle of our
Ryan gets up late for work
Lindsey has to iron his shirt
Zanick sends the team to the game
Sees them off with a small kiss (Ah, ah, ah, ah)
He's the one that will get them to play House
In lots of ways
D House, in the middle of our bench
D House, in the middle of our