Song Lyrics

Take Your Favors

album: Drifter's Wind (1985), track 4 of 10
author: Chuck Pyle
publisher: Bee 'n' Flower Music BMI

What's with you I thought you knew
I was all over you
Wasn't just an act to get you back again
That sense of pride that I used to hide
Is shining like a beacon tonight
I've been living alone becoming my own best friend
 CHORUS
   No more hearing the sound of you
   Running around on me
   No more empty nights
   Needing you desperately
   What's good for you must be good for me
   Take your favors, I don't need them
   Don't send letters, I won't read them
   Let's find this kind of freedom, separately
Would you please stop cleaning up
Those dirty old coffee cups
Sit down here beside me and make me understand
Love's this game I've got to play
In my old fashioned way
That doesn't include me sharing you with another man
 CHORUS (X2)
Take your favors, I don't need them
Don't send letters, I won't read them
Let's find this kind of freedom, separately