Songs of the OLD 97-S

Indefinitely – Old 97’s

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fold We got busted by your mother though you’re 29 years old And the pictures wrapped in cellophane like sandwiches or stamps Burned holes in my pockets and in

Melt Show – Old 97’s

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I fell in love with you and that was three weeks ago. We fooled around, you let me have it for free. Yeah it worked out real nice I

The New Kid – Old 97’s

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The new kid, he’s got money The money I deserve He’s got the goods but he’s not good for his word I should be rolling in it I’ve been

Murder (Or A Heart Attack) – Old 97’s

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In the screen is barely big enough for you And not near enough for me to go And the whole damn complicated Situation could’ve been Avoided if I’d only

Desperate Times – Old 97’s

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Last night I dreamt of you, Abbie Hoffman peddling your books, I gave five bucks to you, the other kids just gave you dirty looks. I said “;I’m sorry

Coahuila – Old 97’s

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The last ten years of my life I’ve been feeling kind of lonely I don’t do love I don’t do women named Hannah And I don’t do red haired

Barrier Reef – Old 97’s

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Saw her sitting at the bar, you know how some girls are, Always making eyes, well she wasn’t making eyes. So I sidled up beside her, settled down and

What We Talk About – Old 97’s

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Well the hour is late for a quiet drunken talk I don’t begrudge you the anger in your voice No I don’t begrudge you anything at all ‘Cause I

Timebomb – Old 97’s

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I hear it ticking but I don’t know why. I call the police, but they don’t like me. I hear ’em whispering when I walk by. I got a

Buick City Complex – Old 97’s

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Do you wanna spend the night? I’ve known both kinds of love But I want to get it right this time I don’t wanna settle down I don’t want

W-I-F-E – Old 97’s

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The first two make it so that I see red. The third one makes it so that I can’t see. If I had half a brain left after my

Designs On You – Old 97’s

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Trying to do right by you all night Annette You can go ahead and get married and this will be our secret thing I won’t tell a soul except

In the Satellite Rides a Star – Old 97’s

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Time as you fall I’m in the middle Letter’s you’ve signed In your cursive, cursive style Going down tonight It’s different for Boys and Girls I’ve got your number

Bloomington – Old 97’s

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She was a thin girl but she had substance She said that most girls who come to Bloomington Only come here to find husbands And the existence of God

Over The Cliff – Old 97’s

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Well I worked hard and I got lots of money Well I tried hard but I don’t wanna stay Yeah I’ve seen too much trouble, I felt too much

Borrowed Bride – Old 97’s

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The lump in your throat the name on her necklace She’s certain she’ll never be caught You can buy her things now but she’ll never be bought The cat

Streets Of Where I’m From – Old 97’s

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I keep getting in my car but I’m not going anywhere. And I’ve been had, well at least that’s how it looks – And it’s not funny like on

Victoria (a. k. a. Victoria Lee) – Old 97’s

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She started off on Percodan and ended up with me. She lived in Berkeley ’til the earthquake shook her loose. She lives in Texas now where nothin’ ever moves.

Lonely Holiday – Old 97’s

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I was alone — you were away In Fayetteville or in another state There’s so many towns I hate When you leave me, it breaks me like a bone

Niteclub – Old 97’s

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A girl is turning 22 today. How am I supposed to entertain you? My fingertips are useless when my mind’s so far away. Eighteen-hundred miles from Manhattan The nightclub

Weightless – Old 97’s

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I reckon Heaven is a place Where time is nonexistent, yeah And the things that are important, yeah Don’t take any time at all An awful lot like like

Valium Waltz – Old 97’s

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To dream as if lovers of the ultra-familiar Hover above her as she’s checking you out Wander around her but never sleep with her Watch her though windows as

Up The Devil’s Pay – Old 97’s

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I’d sing you real live love songs If I could get the feeling down I want to make you happy but the devil’s out my way So I’ll just

Mama Tried – Old 97’s

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First thing I remember knowin’ was a lonesome whistle blowin’ And a young-on’s dream of growing up to ride On a freight train leaving town, not knowing where I’m