Fat - Joe Henry

Hey, look alive

I’m coming down

There’s no one

Could stop me now

No rider’s pleas

No riding free

Just save your skin

One for me

Oh no, not this

So close

How could you miss?

For the one and only Mona

I keep a place

Deep down in my coat

And hid behind my face

Her tongue’s fat as her thumb

Her heart’s a dime

Pick your poison

Leave me mine

Oh no, not this

So close

How could you miss?

I still remember

When your shoes were new

When I could hold a spoon

The way some people do

If this is our finish

Let’s begin

A gamble I would lose

I guess I win

Oh no, not this

So close

How could you miss?

Oh no, not this

So close

How could you miss?