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  1. Howie's Couch

From the recording boomer

Lyrics

Howie’s Couch

Goin’ out west, comin’ back east
Working this bar, famine or feast
Songs in my head, words in my soul
This little routine, kinda gettin’ old

Chasing a dream, something for the young
Way outside, having too much fun
The mirror one day speaks to your bones
Call long distance, on a cordless phone

Well it’s true beyond a doubt
Stand on the rooftops, you heard me shout
Some do, some do without
And all this time I’m just stayin’ on Howie’s couch

I’m workin’ this job, all for some dignity
Stand in the corner, this ain’t university
Cheque’s in the mail, bills to be paid
I wanna make love, not just get laid

Well it’s true beyond a doubt
Stand on the rooftops, you heard me shout
Some do, some do without
And all this time I’m just stayin’ on Howie’s couch

The path you’re on is wailin’
Sometimes it moves a little fast
And if you’re losing your direction
The sign says, please keep off the grass

Flying through the air, in a trapeze
Your carry-on luggage, between your knees
Boy meets girl, world meets boy
Easily distracted, with a couple of toys

I gotta keep moving’ on, step to the side
goin’ in circles, a slip and a slide
Gonna sum it up in a song sometime
The money is yours, but this feeling is mine

Well it’s true beyond a doubt
Stand on the rooftops, you heard me shout
Some do, some do without
And all this time I’m just stayin’ on Howie’s couch

© songsarefiction/EastOak Media group
words and music JCJ