HOUSEGUEST

So there's this band.
And they play in New York.
One night only - cause they're on tour.
And your cousin's in the band.
And also a few kids you knew in high school.
(You even had a crush on one of them,
Cause he could play beautiful Debussy.)

So you go to the bar where they played.
And you've missed the set cause you had to work late.
But you love what you do, so you don't mind so much.
And it's really more that you wanna see them,
And treat them to a good time in your city.
Therefore the 1st round's on you.
And the second.

So you offer up your place to crash -
Since their plans are not so solid -
And they are called Houseguest after all.
And at 3:10 in the morning,
Your cozy jr. 1-bedroom apartment
Has exhausted and funny guys sprawled out all over.
Plus you.

So you offer your bed and your couch
And that poor excuse for an extra mattress that you have.
And they seem to like your place.
And they're very grateful - and they tell you so.
And the Debussy-playing one
Breaks out some blues on your piano.
And your "crush" comes flooding back.

So then finally, just before 4am,
Everyone is comfortable.
And within a few minutes, you hear their soft snores.
And you're so pleased you could spontaneously open your home,
And you are reminded how great it is to have people sleep over.
And especially when they're these people.
And you fall asleep smiling.