Bob Henderson On My Couch

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[Verse 1]
Bob Henderson
sleeping on my couch again
Shoes half off
TV stuck on channel ten
One sock on
phone buzzing in his hand
Suitcase open
like he never had a plan
Ashtray full
of scratch-off lottery dust
He said, "I’m chasing sunshine"
but his map collects rust
Got a key to my place
like he pays for the rent
Every story that he tells
already spent
[Chorus]
Bob Henderson
sleeping on my couch again
Shouldn’t he be in Florida
sipping on that middle-age zen?
He keeps saying
"I’mma leave this weekend, friend"
But every Sunday night
he’s on my couch again (again, again)
[Verse 2]
Fridge light on
he’s digging through the leftovers
Says he’s "just in transit"
been in transit all October
Talks big waves
and a condo by the pier
But the only thing he’s catching
is another cheap beer
My mom keeps calling
"Is Bob still there?"
Yeah, he’s folded in a blanket
like a lawn chair
He swears he’s headed south
soon as winter begins
But he’s snoring in my hoodie
while the ceiling fan spins
[Chorus]
Bob Henderson
sleeping on my couch again
Shouldn’t he be in Florida
working on that late-life tan?
He keeps saying
"This time I’m for real, my man"
But every Sunday night
he’s on my couch again (oh man)
[Bridge]
Maybe Florida’s a place
he don’t really believe
Just a word he throws around
when it’s hard to leave
So I tuck another pillow
underneath his head
Think, "Some dreams live louder
than the life we’ve led"
[Chorus]
Bob Henderson
sleeping on my couch again
Shouldn’t he be in Florida
chasing what he never began?
He keeps saying
"One day I’ll be gone, you’ll see"
Till then my busted couch
is his Florida key (yeah)
Bob Henderson
sleeping here next to the fan
Whole world on pause
in an old sweatpants plan