John Hiatt

Well the prize was right there underneath our eyeballs
And when it all came down we were looking for the pitfalls
Until Junie said baby get yourself to going
And we were so far gone we had no way of knowing
Everybody went low
Everybody went low
Everybody went low
Well she was pretty as a junebug jumpy as a nerve end
And when she pulled the rug out my tires started swerving
And I was driving through the living room driving through the basement
Looking for the lowest spot in the pavement
Everybody went low
Everybody went low
Everybody went low
Everybody went low