Brian Webb - Martha Lyrics
My friend Martha works atthe bar down the streetI don't like her like thatI just think she's prettyShe's been crying all nighttalking about a boyI said, "Martha its not some kind of contestthat says in the end, if you love someone the mostyou will get to keep them"she says, "maybe it should be. I just want someoneto run their fingers through melike was barely tangled hair.You could pull just a little. I swear,I'de be better for the wear.You could cup your handslike you were holding something precious."[Chorus]But I don't want to let you goand I don't know why. I don't know whyAnd I don't want to let you knowI don't know why. I don't whyBut then againThere are always reasons for letting goYou're just caught in season with so little to showIts alright. This is only lifeYou wrestle everything you've beenYou're 16 againYou're 16.Its such a Brave New World for my little generationI'm just afraid we might die from a case of low expectationsWe're selling joy for a promise that we won't feel sad anymoreBut Martha, she likes girls now. So we got that in commonShe says "If they want to love me, man, I ain't gonna try to stop 'em"Well careful, girl. You know love is loveit can hurt all the same[Chorus]