Dean Friedman - Company Lyrics
Words by stuffy shmittMusic by dean friedmanGot a rich mans dream. wanna swap my taxi on a limousine.Wanna cash it in. wanna give it all away.Got a poor mans needs. beans in the bucket and love in the sheets.And your sandy eyes. making it all all right.Somethings calling on me...And I dont know where Im going.I dont know where Im going.I got no place to be.Honey, keep me company.Woke peacefully in a town somehow in new jersey.In my mommas 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, Im free...And I dont know where Im going.I dont know where Im going.I got no place to be.Honey, keep me company.Now maybe one day Ill be a famous man with an la tan,A million fans, and a catamaran floating movie stars.Or maybe one day Ill 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.
