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Native Son John Hiatt woods And the burned out neighborhoods Looking for someone A member of your tribe A Place you can hide 'Til the war has begun 'Cause in the fields before the flood You'll be spilling blood Like a native Take Time To Know Her John Hiatt didn't show it When I knew I could see that I wanted her for me I took her home to my mother Mama wanted to see my potential bride She looked at her slow and then she took me to her side She said, son Marianne John Hiatt demands CHORUS: Oh, Marianne Love talks cheap and faster than I can Oh, Marianne Please don't marry that insurance man I can't see you packing up his lunches I can't see you diapering his son Spy Boy John Hiatt hurt some one I want to love someone I want to be some one Why do I need some one Oh the smoke gets in my eyes Things materialize but I wish I never seen I know my mama tried so hard to raise a son Spy Boy (Cruising / Soundtrack Ver.) John Hiatt want to hurt some one I want to love someone I want to be some one Why do I need some one Oh the smoke gets in my eyes Things materialize but I wish I never seen I know my mama tried so hard to raise a son She Runs Hot John Hiatt Sittin' on the line Tryin' to change her mind Red light, yellow light, green light time You're standing on it buddy But she's chilly as a Tastee Freeze Ease it over, son I'll show you how she Good As She Could Be John Hiatt Well she had a baby at eighteen Never finished high school Her husband beat her for money and sex Till that cadillac finally ran out of fuel One disaster led to another Down to her and her baby son Your Dad Did John Hiatt through the kitchen floor You feel like hell so you might as well get out and sell Your smart ass door to door And the Mrs. wears her robe slightly undone As your daughter dumps her oatmeal on your son You Used To Kiss The Girls John Hiatt cry Ya used ta kiss the girls, ya used to kiss the girls Now you've got one wife, two kids, three cars, Four eyes, five suits, six mortage, seven midnight deals Lotsa time lotsa cash, feed your son Love's Not Where We Thought We Left It John Hiatt we left it Oh, when men become more ladylike I'll see you in the candlelight When women come to be like men Oh, we'll be ashamed to fight again No jealous God's the only one Father, Mother, Ghost and Son The Rest Of The Dream John Hiatt your heart You're livin' the rest of the dream Now I see a tiny spark Caught in your lovin' eyes As we make love in the dark And wait for the big surprise And the old man will come through Son I'm A Real Man John Hiatt women that I know Who would gladly pay my bail Now you might say I'm just some fool on a boast But I wasn't gonna hear ya girl from coast to coast This ain't Dan Rather talkin' this ain't the president's son Native Son Bryan Adams injustice, time will not erase All these changes cannot be undone When you feel the anger inside of you Hold your head high-let your aim be true Though your heart beats like a drum My native Native Son James Taylor Try to find your way back home, native son. Down and down we go, down into bright October, brothers in arms no more now that the war is over. Have you waded in and been to hell? City of New Orleans John Denver City of New Orleans Words & Music by Steve Goodman Sung By John Denver on All Aboard! Conquer Me Conquer You John Hiatt Rose John Hiatt Is Anyone There? John Hiatt Ocean John Hiatt Gone John Hiatt Memphis in the Meantime John Hiatt Let It All Go John Hiatt Friend Of Mine John Hiatt Sail Away John Hiatt Falling Up John Hiatt Feels Like Rain John Hiatt Meet Me Halfway John Hiatt New Fingerprints John Hiatt Cop Party John Hiatt Icy Blue Heart John Hiatt