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lyrics
The Odds Of Loving You
written by John Hiatt
Lying
I caught you doing it
Crying
You had to ruin it
I was
Up on my high horse
Taking notes
And naming names
You were
Sniffling and snuffling
Fogging up your window panes
I rode in on my high horse
Ran out like a dog in shame
You
Got ways of dealing with me
I
I don’t like feeling
But you
Keep me on the front stove
And right before I blow my top
You school me me and you cool me
Baby, don't you ever stop
CHORUS:
Seven nights of Heaven
Eleven days of who shot who
Seven come eleven
I like the odds of loving you
I
I like the gravy
But you
You want to save me
From myself
And I keep thinking
Of all the nights I spend alone
I'm stubborn and I'm stupid
Baby would you please come home
CHORUS
Recorded October 7, 2017
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