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 day waiting 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
I'm a poor imitation of God

I can steal your heart on you
Hide it in my walking shoes
Leave before the band gets hot
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

I do better, I do better
On my own
Like a sick dog, like a sick dog
Ain't got no home
Unto thine image made
But on that day the mold was broken
I'm afraid

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 coming outta my eyes
Land of a thousand dances and the chances
Sharkskin will materialize

I'm a poor imitation of God
But there ain't nobody else
Can't you see girl, I'm trying to love ya
But 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

Composição: John Hiatt