Wednesday, July 20, 2011

Favorite Company By Craig Hubbard





Favorite Company
I can't entertain myself in this town
Empty street's nobody around
But I can control myself, don't wish I was someone else
She don't know what I don't say
And my Baby wonders if she's on my mind
“Does he want me? Does he need me?”, she says
And I say
Oh Baby your like caffeine
You're a raging tempest in my stormy sea
You're eternally my mystery
You're my favorite company
So I contemplate my motives
So I complicate my life
A special thorny crown, if you hang around
I question he who holds the knife
And my Baby wonders if she's on my mind
“Does he want me? Does he need me?”, she says
And I say
Oh Baby you're like caffeine
You're a raging tempest in my stormy sea
You're eternally my mystery
You're my favorite company

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