1-Something's Gotta Give (5:21) (Featured Track)

Something’s Gotta Give (5:21) (Featured Track)
Contact: Geoff Hansplant / 215-852-1570
Email:geoff@geoffhansplant.com
Songwriter: Geoff Hansplant
Publisher / PRO: Finger Candy Publishing / ASCAP
Produced by: Geoff Hansplant, Paul Deck, John Fachet
Release Date: 12/2/2019
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Musicians:
Geoff Hansplant - guitars and vocals
Paul Deck - drums and percussion
Julie Myers - vocals
Nick Terramani - bass

Thought that I had lost him back in Birmingham
Picked me up outside of Carbondale
Private eye been tracking me all across this land
I just can’t seem to shake him from my tail
Hope you get this letter that I sent ‘round your ma
Should be there about a week or so
Take the twenty dollar bill and get you to Saint Paul
Ain’t much time, so pack your case and go

Can’t believe a single thing that paper got to say
They don’t know ‘cause they weren’t there that night
All these so-called witnesses tellin’ lies and gettin’ paid
Believe me, it ain’t so black and white

Hitched a ride on fifty-one outside of Tamaroa
Rode me all the way to Ocanee
Tried to call you from a bar, they must have tapped your phone
Ten minutes more, be under lock and key
Don’t forget to bring along that satin dress
You know the one we bought in ol’ Saint Lou
Got trouble on my trail and yet, I must confess
The one thing on my mind is holding you

Couldn’t blame you if you turned and ran the other way
I realize this ain’t no way to live
But darlin’ if you loved me once, believe me when I say
I’ve been pushing hard and something’s gotta give

Can’t believe a single thing that paper got to say
They don’t know ‘cause they weren’t there that night
All these so-called witnesses tellin’ lies and gettin’ paid
Believe me, it ain’t so black and white

Don’t tell your ma or anyone just what you’re gonna do
Don’t take your phone, just leave it in the drawer
There’s a little deli in Saint Paul on Cleveland Avenue
Be a package waiting at the kitchen door
I’ll meet you there on Friday night if I can keep a step ahead
If we beat ‘em to the border, we’ll be fine
But if Sunday comes and I’m not there, I’m very likely dead
Take that package home and best to keep it quiet

Couldn’t blame you if you turned and ran the other way
I realize this ain’t no way to live
But darlin’ if you loved me once, believe me when I say
I’ve been pushing hard and something’s gotta give

Pushing hard and something’s gotta, something’s gotta give
Pushing hard and something’s gotta, something’s gotta give
Pushing hard and something’s gotta, something’s gotta give