Hiatt, John - Nothin' I Love Lyrics






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!





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Hiatt, John Nothin' I Love Comments
  1. A.... L....

    Wow, I never realized how much he tries to sound like Willie Dixon. John has got to be the most laid back ever musician ever.. he slides that goopy stuff all over . oh, yeah

  2. R.... P....

    He played this at City Winery on Oct. 13th in NYC. Great groove.

  3. P.... M....

    It cuts out at 3.29, full track is 4.23. 

  4. a.... ....

    this is a great groove...John is at the top of his game...

  5. J.... B....

    John Hiatt is back and I love that!