[Verse 1]
The rumble of these tires along the highway
Reminds me of the way you'd hum along to all my songs
A little grin, a little groan, oh baby
If I could just turn back the clock and hear you hum along again
I'd give up all the tea I bought hoping you'd stop by
At least a case of Orange Spice now
Tea is something I don't like
[Chorus]
I like coffee
I like it dark
It's not for wimps
You're not a wimp
But you're a Buddhist
That's like voodoo
Tea tastes like doo-doo
But for you I'd buy tea
Just to have you
Just to have you
Just to have you
Hum along
[Verse 2]
The silence of this rain against my window
Reminds me of the way you hair did fall across your face
A littlе grin, a little sigh, I lost my heart
Now I'm riding in this car tonight and I'm wishing I could fly
And I'd give away this futon that I nеver understood
How I thought I'd ever like it
Futons are as hard as wood
[Chorus]
I miss my waterbed
It was an old one
It had a heater
I liked the motion
It let me sleep late
It kept my feet warm
I'll never be hip
I am a moron
I don't know Buddha
I don't like whole wheat
I don't like hard beds
I don't want cold feet
I love dark coffee
I may love Jesus
I need the caffeine
I don't miss you much
Please take these tea bags
For a compress
They'll ease the swelling
They'll ease the redness
You're gonna need them
You have a futon
It's like a flat rock
Are you a moron?
You could be here now
On this waterbed
You'd like the m-motion
You could be here instead
I'd turn this car around
I'd give it all I've got
I'd crawl through shards of glass
I'd be what I was not
Mmm, just to have you
Just to have you
Just to have you
Hum along
[Bass Solo]
[Outro]
And we're outta here
We are not morons
Take it home
Just to Have You Hum Along (The Futon Song) was written by Betty Elders.
Just to Have You Hum Along (The Futon Song) was produced by Betty Elders.