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Hiatt John Little Head Sure Pinocchio You told me you'd hold me Now I know better All you did fold me honey Like a dear John letter You put me in a box With God and his uncle Like a pair of gym socks Lookin' like Artie Garfunkle You took my heart The check's in the mail We'll do lunch when you get out of jail Sure Pinocchio Anything you say Sure Pinocchio Have it your own way You took me for a ride Well, I'm crawling out of this gutter You hurt me down inside What was that you muttered Somethin' bout wishing on a star for a fish out of water Well, I know who you are Your Gepetto's wicked daughter This hurts you more that it hurts me You never inhale, yeah, and cops eat free Sure Pinocchio Anything you say Sure Pinocchio Have it your own way Sure Pinocchio What hurts me makes you stronger Sure Pinocchio That nose keeps gettin' longer and longer You took my heart The check's in the mail We'll do lunch when you get out of jail Sure Pinocchio Anything you say Sure Pinocchio Have it your own way Sure Pinocchio Anything you say Sure Pinocchio That nose keeps gettin' longer and longer written by John Hiatt and Dave Farragher |
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