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The Last Time - John Hiatt

"time is runnin' out friends are too the word is getting' out it's all bad news scoundrels know my whereabouts they recognize these pointy shoes that's the last time i turn my back on you a"

The Most Unoriginal Sin - John Hiatt

"what there was left of us was all covered in dust and thick skin a half eaten apple the whole Sistine chapel painted on the head of a pin a life long love's work gone up in a smirk and you didn't"

Everybody Went Low - John Hiatt

"Well the prize was right there underneath our eyeballs And when it all came down we were looking for the pitfalls Until Junie said babe better get yourself to going We were so far gone we had no way of"

The Wreck Of The Barbie Ferrari - John Hiatt

"Saturday night he comes home stinking sunday morning she wakes up thinking and thinking and thinking and thinking does she need to get the kids dressed to go to church he's pulled a shotgun out of the"

When You Hold Me Tight - John Hiatt

"(let me hear ya get funky now) When your heart touches mine And my thoughts explode When our wires get crossed And the fire burns my soul Then I know you're home When you shine your light And"

Number One Honest Game - John Hiatt

"Well the Ace of Spades, walkin' on the water The joker's only daughter, in love with the king of hearts Ooooh and the Jack of Clubs is kissin' the Queen of Diamonds Oh, she's such a shy one, until that"

I Got A Gun - John Hiatt

"She took some blood and tears From an old fruit jar She rubbed it on her belly Where he left his scars She's such a fragile thing Like pigeon bones He couldn't whip my little brother He wouldn't"

I Don't Even Try - John Hiatt

"I thought I had your number - there must be some mistake I dialled 6 - 3 - 7 - 11 - 88 I got some geezer; said his girlfriend's on the town I said, "I've got the wrong number," and I slammed the phone"

Hangin' Round Here - John Hiatt

"If I could go back to love's first blush Oh my lordy it would be a big rush But I know you can't go back You gotta keep moving that's a natural fact So here we are still in love I swear to you honey by"

All The Lilacs In Ohio - John Hiatt

"You met her there on a New York City stair You were throwing up on your shoes Trying to write the great book Well it really had you shook With a bad case of wintertime blues So you dragged her down to"

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