Well little brother Timmy had a blanket
He carried it around from year to year
Every time we saw it, it was a little more worn and a little bit smaller
It was something Timmy held so dear

But yesterday he turned a corner
Woke up and he saw the light
He threw away that ragged blanket
Without a struggle or a fight

And we hope that’s the end of it
Hope that’s the end of it
we hope that’s the end of it
It was time for that thing to go

Well what can you say about brother Timmy
He’s always been the sentimental kind
He fished that dirty blanket from the trashcan in the backyard
It was underneath a stinky pile of slime

We thought that he had turned a corner
Apparently it wasn’t true
But that old blanket smelled so bad
He threw it down the laundry chute

And we hope that’s the end of it
Hope that’s the end of it
we hope that’s the end of it
It was time for that thing to go

Well the blanket met its maker in the lint trap
I guess we washed it one too many times
But Timmy didn’t cry, he didn’t even come unraveled
He just turned around and looked us in the eye

He said ÒThink I might have turned a corner
Finally I have seen the light
It’s alright to let things go now
It’s okay to say goodbye

And we hope that’s the end of it
Hope that’s the end of it
we hope that’s the end of it
It was time for that thing to go