Nothin’ I Love John Hiatt
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I play some poker on Friday night
But I'm always holding my cards too tight
I got a tell, it's my twitchy eye
They take my money and it makes me cry
(Chorus)
Oh, nothing I love
Oh, nothing I love
Nothing I love
Is good for me, but you
Well I'm smoking cigars, baby, one, two three
'Till they don't even taste good to me
I drink too much, I take too many pills
Ain't too long before my mind gets ill
(Chorus)
Oh, nothing I love
There ain't nothing I love
There ain't nothing I love
Good for me, but you
Well I keep a slink slack slidin' down a slippery slope
I get my kicks till I just can't cope
My friends start thinking that I'm just too soft
But this ain't the kind of the thing you can just sleep off
But I'm always holding my cards too tight
I got a tell, it's my twitchy eye
They take my money and it makes me cry
(Chorus)
Oh, nothing I love
Oh, nothing I love
Nothing I love
Is good for me, but you
Well I'm smoking cigars, baby, one, two three
'Till they don't even taste good to me
I drink too much, I take too many pills
Ain't too long before my mind gets ill
(Chorus)
Oh, nothing I love
There ain't nothing I love
There ain't nothing I love
Good for me, but you
Well I keep a slink slack slidin' down a slippery slope
I get my kicks till I just can't cope
My friends start thinking that I'm just too soft
But this ain't the kind of the thing you can just sleep off
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