Alan Hull - Spittin' In The Wind lyrics

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 ...