Joe Henry
"Fat"

Hey, look alive
I'm coming down
There's no one
Could stop me now
No writer's pleas
No riding free
Just save your skin
One for me

Oh no, not this
So close
How could you miss?

For the one and only Mona
I keep a place
Deep down in my coat
And hid behind my face
Her tongue's fat as her thumb
Her heart's a dime
Pick your poison
Leave me mine

Oh no, not this
So close
How could you miss?

I still remember
When your shoes were new
When I could hold a spoon
The way some people do
If this is our finish
Let's begin
A gamble I would lose
I guess I win

Oh no, not this
So close
How could you miss?

Oh no, not this
So close
How could you miss?