The Spot - Your Smith, Young & Sick

I was feeling crazy

That summer when he let me go again

I tried a couple things

Kept my distance

Spread my wings

Tried other men

I coulda told you I was on the wrong side

Of what was ever gonna work again

Gotta get you off my mind

So I’m driving up the five to stay alive til Jefferson

'Cause up there’s a spot

Whether you like it or not

They keep the green on rotation

No invitation, no call

Yeah, up at the spot

Where if you’re hurtin' at all

They’ll crack another cerveza

Whether you waste it or not

Yeah, up at the spot

Chewin' on some gum, walkin' home, and feelin' dumb

For giving in to him another night

Goddammit it’s the way he always stays

Just far enough away to waste my time

Hmm

And I coulda told you

I was only settin' up the deck against myself again

If you gotta guy like mine then read the signs

Don’t lose your mind

Make the drive to Jefferson

And don’t stop

Up at the spot

You don’t need nobody

You don’t need no money

You don’t need nobody

I could tell you that

You don’t need nobody

You don’t need no money

So come on bring your body

Over to the spot