Lucinda Williams - Overtime Lyrics
OvertimeThat's what they all tell meThat's what they say to meOvertimeYour blue eyes, your black eyelashesThe way you looked at lifeIn your funny wayI guess out of the blueYou won't cross my mindAnd I'll get over youOvertimeYour pale skin, your sexy crooked teethThe trouble you'd get inIn your clumsy wayI guess one afternoonYou won't cross my mindAnd I'll get over youOvertimeI guess out of the blueYou won't cross my mindAnd I'll get over youOvertime