The little pieces of truth
They stick around forever
I should have known about you
Before we got together
But we did it
Yeah we done it
I wonder what did I get myself into
With you
When I piece it together, baby,
I put so many holes in you
Yeah, you
Little pieces of sticks
And a bucket of stones
I'm afraid I'll be leaving you all alone
But I come back around
Got some pieces of truth
Even though it won't make no difference to you-
Yeah, you
Digging trouble
With a shovel
You serve it up in so many different ways
Now I got so burned that I learned
Not to hear another word that you say
(Guitar solo)
But we did it,
Yeah you done it,
What the fuck did I get myself into
With you
When I piece it together baby,
I put so many holes in you
(Awesome saxophone solo)
Digging trouble
With your shovel
You serve it up in so many different ways
Now I got so burned that I learned
Not to hear another word -
Don't mess with the mess-around
1 | Ruby Room |
2 | Highway 1 |
3 | Broadway |
4 | Dark Side Of Night |
5 | Sally |
6 | Red Tide |
7 | Stop, Drop, And Roll |
8 | Alligator |
9 | She's A Saint, Not A Celebrity |