From the album Pies in the Sky

Lyrics

You passed out in your jeans
You starfished on the futon with the lights on
I put a blanket on you
Drank the wine that you poured and said Good night, hon
I grabbed your old guitar
and sat out on the porch and started picking
You know how those old songs are
Once they get inside your head they keep on sticking

‘Cause love like ours is like those old love songs
And I’m so glad that you don’t change the station when they’re on
Yes love like ours is like those old love songs
And I’m so glad that you don’t change the station when they’re on

I came in four AM
from a bullshit hit in Houston
I saw the note that you left
There’s still some black eyed peas and chicken
Your cooking’s always good
But I couldn’t keep from laughing
About all those chicken songs
from Mingus, Rufus Thomas, and Louis Jordan

‘Cause love like ours is like those chicken songs
And I’m so glad that you don’t change the station when they’re on
Yes love like ours is like those old love songs
And I’m so glad that you don’t change the station when they’re on