Phish "Bittersweet Motel" |
When the only tool you have is a hammer Everything looks like a nail And you're living at the bittersweet motel When the only tool you have is a hammer Everything looks like a nail And you're living at the bittersweet motel Half-way between Erie and Pittsburgh You're puttin' me through hell On the highway to the bittersweet motel Half-way between Erie and Pittsburgh You're puttin' me through hell On the highway to the bittersweet motel When the only tool you have is a hammer Everything looks like a nail And you're living at the bittersweet motel Lyric from www.lyricmania.com |