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  1. Hot Mess

From the album Wild Goose Chase

Lyrics

Hot Mess

he brought that girl in here again
it's hard to believe they're only friends
you can keep on trying to pretend
but this is the beginning of the end

it's a hot mess
a hundred degrees in that dress
hot mess
ain't it time to confess
who's the new brunette?
smoking cigarettes
how much you wanna bet?
it's a hot, hot, hot, hot mess

taking her down to Bourbon Street
dancing around to Little Feat
but she don't like that kind of beat
the generation gap is complete

it's a hot mess
a hundred degrees in that dress
hot mess
ain't it time to confess
the bloom is off the rose
and everybody knows
it's a cliche I suppose
it's a hot, hot, hot, hot mess

when it's over, and t's done
and all you wanna do is run
leave in style
it sure was fun for a little while

it's a hot mess
a hundred degrees in that dress
hot mess
ain't it time to confess
like a moth to the flame
it's a dangerous game
there's no one left to blame
it's a hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot, hot mess