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Foghat

Burnin' The Midnight Oil

 

Burnin' The Midnight Oil

(album: Night Shift - 1976)


Shoulda' listened to someone, love has gone, I've got nowhere to run.
I shoulda' listened to someone, love has gone, I've got nowhere to run.

She's gone and I know, that the pain is beginning to show, I'm hurting inside.
My world fell apart, but love's still burning in my heart, but where can I hide?

Love turned to stone, and I'm tired of being alone,
Yeah, burning the midnight oil Yeah, burning the midnight oil.

There's a voice in my head running over everything she said, and I can't erase it.
Love was a game, well I lost and it's a crying shame, but I gotta face it.

Nowhere to go, and time is moving slow,
Yeah, burning the midnight oil Yeah, burning...

Burning the midnight oil hot water getting ready to boil,
Drink coffee 'til my nerves are wired I'm so high, I think I'll never be tired.
Feeling sad and I'm mad, all the bad luck that I've had.

[Rod Solo]

Shoulda' listened to someone, love has gone, I've got nowhere to run.
I shoulda' listened to someone, love has gone, I've got nowhere to run.
Shoulda' listened to someone, love has gone, I've got nowhere to run.
I shoulda' listened to someone, love has gone, I've got nowhere to run.

I'll lay back on my bed, memories running through my head, I tried to forget.
The clock's striking twelve, I'm still trying to convince myself it's not over yet.
Love turned to stone, and I'm tired of being alone,
Yea, burning the midnight oil Yea-ee-yea, burning the midnight oil.

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