Company

Words by stuffy shmitt

Music by dean friedman





Got a rich man's dream. wanna swap my taxi on a limousine.

Wanna cash it in. wanna give it all away.



Got a poor man's needs. beans in the bucket and love in the sheets.

And your sandy eyes. making it all all right.

Something's calling on me...



And i don't know where i'm going.

I don't know where i'm going.

I got no place to be.

Honey, keep me company.



Woke peacefully in a town somehow in new jersey.

In my momma's arms, rocking to the radio.



Now i sing myself to sleep in apartment 4 in building g.

Gotta lock the door. gotta hide the key.

Oh, baby, i'm free...



And i don't know where i'm going.

I don't know where i'm going.

I got no place to be.

Honey, keep me company.



Now maybe one day i'll be a famous man with an la tan,

A million fans, and a catamaran floating movie stars.

Or maybe one day i'll be a bum in the gutter with a bottle in my hands.

And your sandy eyes making it all all right.

Making it all all right.

Making it all all right.


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