Just To Talk To You - Nathaniel Rateliff & The Night Sweats

I was thinking about you

Out stuck along the way

Many people passing me by

Even when I show a little leg

If I could just thump on in

It never works that way

Tried to forget about it baby, and

Drown myself in a drink

But somebody knocked me off my chair and said

«You got a friend, you better call them, unless somebody’s comin' to get you»

They said, «You got a friend, you better call them, unless somebody’s comin' to

get you»

So I picked myself up off the floor

Like one big bruise

I think a couple of broken ribs

Some mother stole my shoes

Now I’m gonna have to walk it off

Tear up my feet

It’s just another reminder, baby, that

Nothing works for me

Then a cop stopped and picked me up

He said, «You got a friend you, you better call them, unless somebody’s comin'

to get you»

He said, «You got a friend, you better call them, unless somebody’s comin' to

get you»

Then the lump on my head

Stale bread, and old cold coffee

What’s a fella got to do

To get a call and just talk to you

Get a call and just talk to you

Get a call and just talk to you

Then they said they’d loan me a dime

They said, «You got a fried, you better call them, unless somebody’s comin' to

get you

They said, «If you’ve got a friend, you better call them, unless somebody’s

comin' to get you»

They said, «If you’ve got a friend, you better call them, unless somebody’s

comin' to get you»

I mean, «You've got a friend, you better call them, unless somebody’s comin' to

get you»