Nothin' I Love-John Hiatt

I play some poker on Friday night But I'm always holding my cards too tight I got a tell, it's my twitchy eye They take my money and it makes me cry. Oh, nothing I love, Oh, nothing I love Nothing I love Is good for me, but you! Well I'm smoking cigars, baby, one, two three 'Till they don't even taste good to me. I drink too much, I take too many pills Ain't too long before my mind gets ill. Oh, nothing I love Ain't nothing I love There ain't nothing I love Good for me, but you! Well I keep a slink slack slidin' down a slippery slope I get my kicks till I just came cold My friends start thinking that I'm just too soft But this ain't the kind of the thing, you can just sleep on! Well I eat too much until I'm fat and skinny I wish I knew what was eating me. I want another piece of pie, come on, and cut the cake Don't know how much more of this I can take Oh, nothing I love Oh there ain't nothing I love There ain't nothing I love Is good for me but you! There ain't nothing I love, baby Good for me, but you! There ain't nothing I love, baby Ain't nothing I loved before but you!