Grant-Lee Phillips - Taking on Weight in Hot Springs

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Taking on weight in Hot Springs
Kickin' up my feet for once
Sleeping in 'till the sun cools off
Ain’t about to get much done
Movin' slower than molasses
My nose up in the ‘lectric fan
Holed up like a bandit
In some unholy land
Taking on weight
Taking on weight in Hot Springs again
Tumble out a bed for biscuits
Wander up to Bathhouse Row
Folks, they don’t know what they’re missing
I’ll send 'em all a card back home
Moving slower than molasses
I’ll get there but I don’t know when
Won’t be hoppin' on no tractor
Won’t be jumpin' on no stick
Taking on weight
Taking on weight in Hot Springs again
Makin lotta' friends in Hot Springs
Slummin' at the Waukesha
Gamblers from Chicago
Had some run-in with the law
Moving slower than molasses
Ain’t nobody gives a damn
It’s a long way back to Stumptown
A long way back to camp
Taking on weight
Taking on weight in Hot Springs again
Moving slower than molasses
I’ll get there but I don’t when
In The Valley Of The Vapors
Soak myself in bathtub gin
Taking on weight
Taking on weight in Hot Springs again