Yer Feet - Mojave 3

I was drunk when I met you

I was drunk when I walked out the door

And I rolled around the night to find you

But I guess you never knew

You just needed something solid you could hold

Like a dog that came when you called

Like a coatstand that sits out in the hall

And you don’t need me

It’s yer feet you don’t need

Always facing back a way you just came

I don’t love you any more, I don’t need you

I’m just keeping a score

You said life’s too short to be bored

All this rollin' around on the floor

Won’t get you what you want it’s just a waste

And you don’t need me

So I look at every woman

Just to see if there’s something there for me

And I look up every moment

Just to know if I’m missing something sweet

And I need something solid to hold

Like a dog that comes when I call

Like a brick I can throw against a wall

And I don’t need you

No I don’t need you

No I don’t need you

No I don’t need you