Spittin’ In The Wind

Hull

You know love's got the right to touch you
You may laugh but that's a crying shame
Because your laughter does not matter
When you know you're gonna end up crying just the same

You told me everybody's out to get you
But the monkey on your back is your own
You tell me everybody upset you
And that's why you end up crying on my telephone

It's like spittin' in the wind
It all comes back on you
It's like spittin' out the window
You're alright now, Jack, it all comes back on you

Well, that kind of advice ain't free, babe
You gotta pay for it just like the rest
So just ease yourself into my shoes
And if you still don't dig, it just get up and do your best

Get up !

You told me everybody's out to get you
But the monkey on your back is your own
You tell me everybody upset you
And that's why you end up crying on my telephone

It's like spittin' in the wind
It all comes back on you
It's like spittin' out the window
You're alright now, Jack, it all comes back

It's like spittin' in the wind
It all comes back on you
It's like spittin' out the window
You're alright now, Jack, it all comes back on you, on you, on you
You're alright now, Jack, it all comes back on you, on you ...