Favorite Thing

Yea kid, it's a really hip
With plenty of flash and you know it
Yea Dad, you're rocking real bad
Don't break your neck when you fall down laughing
Donna, wanna, donna

Yea I know, I look like hell
Smoke and I drink and I'm feeling swell
Yea, I hear you think it's weird
But I don't give a single shit

Yea man, it's a hip when y'all say it
It's a hip when y'all say it and I hear it
My heart aches, it's a looking for a dolly
Looking for a dolly can't you hear it
Wanna be something, wanna be anything

Yea I know, I feel this way
But I ain't gonna never change
Yea I hear, I think, I know
Rock don't give a shit, you know

You're my favorite thing
And you're my favorite thing
Bar nothing

[Incomprehensible]

Ahh my favorite thing
You're my favorite thing
You're my, you're my
You're my, you're my
Favorite thing

I think, think, I think, think
I think, think once in a while
I think, think, I think, think
I think, think once in a while
I think, think, think
I think, think, think
I think, think, I think once in a while



Credits
Writer(s): Paul Westerberg, Tommy Stinson, Chris Mars, Bob Stinson
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