Murphy Bed

I think you got a story for me

On the back of matchbook

stuck in your blue jeans

And I, think I'm gonna shake your hand

'cos you're fresh off the boat

you know I understand

You got a heart beneath that dress

and you sing with a whisper

whisper of whisky breath

and I, I could carry your own guitar

'cos I know, you got your own play

no matter where you are

don't forget,

don't forget about me baby, keep me in your head

I could spend a life in your murphy bed

stayin' under cover when you're out late payin' your dues

One day babe, you're gonna get the call

you can fold me up, keep me in your walls

I could be there waitin' when you get home singin' a blues

But I guess you're up and I guess I'm down

I guess it's too late for coffee

I guess I'll go without

And now be sayin' in dreams

sweet little things

but I'll be home (havin') my word for you now

so don't, forget, no

don't forget

don't forget

don't forget about me baby, keep me in your head

I could spend a life in your murphy bed

stayin' under cover when you're out late payin' your dues

One day babe, you're gonna get the call

you can fold me up, keep me in your walls

I could be there waitin' when you get home singin' a blues

don't forget about me baby, keep me in your head

I could spend a life in your murphy bed

stayin' under cover when you're out late payin' your dues

One day babe, you're gonna get the call

you can fold me up, keep me in your walls

I could be there waitin' when you get home singin' a blues

yes, I could be there waitin' when you get home singin' a blues

yes, I could be there waitin' when you get home singin' a blues