Company Lyrics - Singles - Dean Friedman

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

Want to cash it in. want to 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.