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Lyricist- John Hiatt

Artist- John Hiatt

Album- Same Old Man


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I traced your arms
As you laid spread out on the Sunday paper
Looked like the crime scene of an angel ghost
I heard the gate clatter to on the elevator
I wrapped myself up in it, like a cold beef roast
Fell asleep, was cooked medium
Placed on a dinner room table in Brooklyn< ...

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