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that girl you were seein' back in '72, somethin' 'bout a hotel room and bath water in your shoes, were you into your catholic thing then or some other stew, were you both holed up in that hotel room practicing voodoo, it'll come to you, don't look back, it'll come to you, in the middle of the night, with you covers pulled up tight, it'll come to you, and that business partner you took for every red cent, you can't even remember where all of that money went, some on liquor and women, maybe a little rent, but as far as paying it back, buddy, you ain't made a dent, yes they'll all be standin' 'round you in your sleep, askin' for a promise you couldn't keep, 'cause back when you were hollow inside, you were tryin' to puff yourself up with your own foolish pride, now you're happily married with a wife and kids of you're own, but sometimes in the closet at night you can hear them rattlin' bones, takin' bets on your future and your current postal zone, it's a spooky equation, but check out yourself, jack, you're the great unknown,
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Artist: hiatt, john