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Little Head `John Hiatt`

I'm dirty as a man hole cover I'm lookin for my long lost lover She turned me out and now I'm sinkin' I'm just so easily led when the little head does the thinkin' I'm talking with a tight red

I Killed An Ant With My Guitar `John Hiatt`

I killed an ant With my guitar Underneath romantic Indiana stars He was a fool I was so cruel The power of music is no tool So I hit him in the head And now he's dead I killed him there By

The Walking Dead `John Hiatt`

Maybe it's time for me to bed Now his eyeball's runnin' Just like a razor down her leg CHORUS: Baby's joined the walking dead Up from her grave Another white slave Nothin' goes in or out of her head

Girl On A String `John Hiatt`

Well hes got her going up and down like a yo-yo And she never feels better than ever, just so-so Like a shrunken head on a rear view mirror She rides along in his atmosphere Like furry dice or some

Girl On A String (Album Version) `John Hiatt`

Well hes got her going up and down like a yo yo And she never feels better than ever just so so Like a shrunken head on a rear view mirror She rides along in his atmosphere Like furry dice or some voodoo

Little Goodnight `John Hiatt`

Independence Day, you shoulda seen her brown eyes She came up from behind and started tugging on his coat, uh huh When his fireworks blew she was pushing like a tugboat Nine months later they had a little

Living A Little, Laughing A Little `John Hiatt`

than sound Uuuuh huh Uuuuh huh Laugh as the funny man cries Though his makeup is smeared Uuuuh huuuh Laugh at his comical tears As he looks down the years Uuuuh huh Uuuuh huh Livin' just a little

Radio Girl `John Hiatt`

sensation And you just keep changin' the station (believe me baby) Do you know what love is about Heard it on your stereo Ev'rybody does without Brokenhearted comic book hero Don't worry your pretty little

True Believer `John Hiatt`

the boss man blastin' on the radio receiver they say history plays tricks, she's a real deceiver She gave me something from her heart back then- She made me a true believer I believed that every little

Warming Up To The Ice Age `John Hiatt`

Baby shaved her head and gone Now she's got black stockings on I think she's warmin' up to the ice age Baby spreads her little wings Now the boys say awful things I think she's warmin' up to the

Have A Little Faith In MeL (Live) `John Hiatt`

An' have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me Have a little faith in me An' when your secret heart Cannot speak so easily Come here darlin'

Seven Little Indians `John Hiatt`

There were seven little Indians Living in a brick house on Central Avenue Gathered 'round their daddy Tellin' stories in the living room From a slightly unrealistic point of view Momma was off

Lincoln Town `John Hiatt`

Open it up and smell the perfume I love that deisel burning up the atmosphere When you hear me blow well honey baby know I'm here CHORUS: Well I'm going down to Lincoln town Turn your pretty little

Have A Little Faith In Me (Live At 2 Meter Sessies) `John Hiatt`

When the road gets dark And you can no longer see Just let my love throw a spark And have a little faith in me And when the tears you cry Are all you can believe Just give these loving arms a try

When My Love Crosses Over `John Hiatt`

the Muscle Shoals We slid down a riverbank in the pouring rain Giving thanks for the strength just to carry on through the fog and the cold There at the water's edge She tugged my arm, and I nodded my head

Cross My Fingers `John Hiatt`

I wanna stay, 'til my thoughts are okay 'Til my motive is clear, 'cause I'm driftin away >From the weight of your arms, from your soft feather bed To a cold white line down the highway in my head

Radio Girl (Album Version) `John Hiatt`

latest sensation And you just keep changin' the station Believe me baby Do you know what love is about Heard it on your stereo Everybody does without Broken hearted comic book hero Don't worry your pretty little

Doll Hospital `John Hiatt`

Well, lots of little pieces make up the little girl Such a tiny thing in this great big world Well, now I've got to find out what's crackin' up My little buttercup I got to take her to the doll hospital

Trudy and Dave `John Hiatt`

there lookin' mean CHORUS: Trudy and Dave They're out of their minds Trudy and Dave They're out of their minds Well David put a match to a Lucky Strike And the smoke curled up 'round his head

The Negroes Were Dancing `John Hiatt`

Little lover sittin' in the corner with a former member of the jets He would write a letter to the editor about the little holes in her dress She said oh, I'm so bored She said oh, tell me more

Feelin' Again `John Hiatt`

I thought I had to cut off from my head down to my toes But heaven knows that I was wrong, I'm feeling again Holding my breath and holed up in this cheap motel, I feel like hell I'm holding my own heart

Thunderbird `John Hiatt`

My Thunderbird, my Thunderbird Put your head on my shoulder Don't say a word We'll cut across town in my Thunderbird There's a burial ground Beneath a cattle herd Mr.

Uncommon Connection `John Hiatt`

Well, I do my best thinking, I'm sitting on my ass I'm just sittin' here waiting for things to pass You got places to go and people to see Well honey, that's you, it ain't me Shit flying in my head from

The Crush `John Hiatt`

Just one thing can bring me back from this here heart attack And that's your sweet lovin', girl Ooooh your huggin' and kissin' I know it makes a dead man's light come on You put the crush on me Little

The Crush (Album Version) `John Hiatt`

world Just one thing can bring me back from this here heart attack And that's your sweet lovin' girl Ooooh your huggin' and kissin' I know it makes a dead man's light come on You put the crush on me Little

Memphis in the Meantime `John Hiatt`

I got something to say little girl You might not like my style But we've been hanging around this town Just a little too long a while You say you're gonna get your act together Gonna take it out

The Wreck of the Barbie Ferrari `John Hiatt`

look like a family but they're really not at all well he's sad but he ain't sorry it ain't the end of the world it's just the wreck of the Barbie Ferrari he wonders if he ever said I do to that little

Drive South `John Hiatt`

you learn, you just get burned But we don't have to feel like dirt anymore Though love's not earned, Baby it's our turn We were always looking for true north With our heads in the clouds, just a little

Window On The World `John Hiatt`

window on the world A cup of coffee in a shaky hand Wakin' up in a foreign land Tryin' to act like i got somethin' planned That's my window on the world That's my window on the world Could you stand a little

Memphis In Meantime (Live) `John Hiatt`

I got something to say little girl You might not like my style But we've been hanging around this town Just a little too long a while You say you're gonna get your act together Gonna take it out on the