Texty: John Hiatt. Anthology - Disc 1. She Said The Same Things To Me.

You know she talks like ev'rybody in the room

Was gonna listen in

Carries on a conversation

Like some others call their children in

Tho you can't believe one sentence

Man you hang on ev'ry word

Til the line of trash she's talkin'

Just gets more and more absurd

Well I give it to you brother

She said the same thing to me



It was at another party

But to her I guess they're all the same

You know she'll ask you for a lite

And pretty soon she wants to know your name

When she drops her tone to sweetness

Man you know she's zeroed in

There's another sucker waitin'

Even as she reels you in

Well I'm here to tell you brother

She said the same things to me



"Do you drive a nice car

And are you goin' far

Are you man enuff for me"

Yes I am All nite All nite



Once you get her out the door

Man she just wants you to take her home

You thot that you were Mr. Cool

Ma this chick has got a heart of stone

Before you need a cold shower

Take a tip friend if you please

This rap she's layin' on you

Is just a bogus strip tease

Well I'm here to tell you brother

She said the same thing to me