Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song The Odds Of Loving You, artist - John Hiatt. Date of issue: 11.10.2018
Song language: English
The Odds Of Loving You |
| 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 a snuffling |
| Fogging up your window pane |
| I rode in on my high horse |
| Ran out like a dog in shame |
| You got ways to dealing with me |
| I, I don’t like feeling |
| But you keep me on the front stove |
| And right before I blow my top |
| Well you school me and you cool me |
| Baby, don’t you ever stop |
| 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 |
| Well I’m stubborn and I’m stupid |
| Baby, would you please come home |
| Seven nights of heaven |
| Eleven days of who shot who |
| Seven come eleven |
| I like the odds of loving you |
| I like the odds of loving you, babe |
| I like the odds of loving you |