Favorite Band

When I saw you standing at the bar; dark jeans, short hair and glasses on,

I never thought I'd have the chance to be with you.

You looked at me, and so I turned away.

Then you walked right up to me and said,

I can see I might want the chance to be with you.

I kinda like when you play a song I wrote.

I kinda like when you sing it, note for note.

I get high when I see you dance and clap your hands,

'Cause I'm in your favorite band.

Bright lights, long nights and smoky rooms

Have now been up and replaced by you.

I used to think that I'd regret giving up those things.

Just seeing your face out in the crowd; your eyes, that warm magnetic smile

Makes me glad to know that tonight, I'm gonna be with you.

I kinda like when you play a song I wrote.

Kinda like when you sing it, note for note.

I get high when I see you dance and clap your hands,

'Cause I'm in your favorite band.

The way shake your head and tap your feet.

The way you never miss a single beat.

I love how you brag to your friends that I'm with him

And he's in my favorite band.

I kinda like when you play a song I wrote.

Kinda like when you sing it, note for note.

I get high when I see you dance and clap your hands,

'Cause I'm in your favorite band.

The way shake your head and tap your feet.

The way you never miss a single beat.

I love how you brag to your friends that I'm with him

And he's in my favorite band.

I kinda like when you play a song I wrote.

Kinda like when you sing it, note for note.

I get high when I see you dance and clap your hands,

'Cause I'm in your favorite band.

The way shake your head and tap your feet.

The way you never miss a single beat.

I love how you brag to your friends that I'm with him

And he's in my favorite band.

I'm your favorite.

You're my favorite.

I'm your favorite band.