Poor Imitation Of God - John Hiatt

I’m a poor imitation of God

I’m a poor imitation of God

I’m a poor imitation of God

I’m a poor imitation of God

I can do the devil in my sleep

All the day waitin' for my midnight creep

If you love me don’t expect a lot

I’m a poor imitation of God

I’m a poor imitation of God

I’m a poor imitation of God

I’m a poor imitation of God

Well I can steal your heart from you

Hide it in my walkin' shoes

Leave before the band gets hard

I’m a poor imitation of God

I’m a poor imitation of God

I’m a poor imitation of God

I’m a poor imitation of God

I do better, I do better on my own

Like a sick dog, like a sick dog, ain’t got no home

Onto Thine image made

But on that day the mold was broken, I’m afraid

'Cause I’m a poor imitation of God

I’m a poor imitation of God

I’m a poor imitation of God

I’m a poor imitation of God

I’m a poor imitation of God

Cobras comin' outta my eyes

Land of a thousand dances and the chancesSharkskin will materialize

Well I’m a poor imitation of God

But there ain’t nobody else

Can’t you see girl I’m tryna love ya

When I can’t even love myself

I’m a poor imitation of God

I’m a poor imitation of God

I’m a poor imitation of God

I’m a poor imitation of God