John Maison is an artist out of Detroit that I am writing and producing. Sent this today. This is probably not the way I would have produced it with the intro, but it is how artists can take things and make them there on. MAB
IT’S EVERYTHING
MAB/JOHN MAISON
2-1-10
I’ve never liked coffee used to keep me up
But since I’ve met her, just can’t get enough
That Starbucks is right, between my, home and hers.
From our first discussion over two lattes,
Took me three weeks to get that first date
I still can’t believe she spoke to me first
When she takes off those glasses let’s her hair down
I can’t believe what I’ve found
Chorus
IT’S NOT THAT, SHE LOOKS LIKE A MODEL
LONG BLACK HAIR, BODY TO DIE FOR
WORKS WITH THE HOMELESS OR HAS TWO DEGREES ON A SCALE OF 1-10,
SHE COMES IN A PERFECT ELEVEN
ALL I WONDER IS WHAT SHE SEE’S IN ME IT'S NOT JUST THAT SHE’S LIKE NOTHING I’VE EVER SEEN IT’S EVERYTHING
You hear about seven wonders of the world We’ll number eight makes me wonder ‘bout this girl If her eyes aren’t working, how I deserve any of this Maybe I’m some kind of experiment ‘bout human behavior, the cause and effect Am I swimming around in some big petri dish But as long as she wants me to try it
I’ll donate my body to Science Bridge I guess, some times, you, take it as it comes But if this is a dream, PLEASE, nobody wake me up Chorus