I'm just spot underneath back to you I'm a cup Fill me up to the brink Come on, take a drink I wanna hear you sing I wanna hear you ringing You know the doubt is worse than the bad news Bare feet are better than holes in your shoes Boy, you sure give me the blues There you are with your handout that for more But tell me what are you asking me for So I'll sit here singing my song Hoping you may hear them come along Wherever you are And your don't send me no invitations And you don't give no explainations No, you don't send me no invitations And you don't give me no explainations No, you don't send me no invitations And you don't give me no explainations No, you don't send me no invitations And you don't give me no explainations Yeah If I could make this guitar play, What words can never say There you are with your handout that for more But tell me what are you asking me for Ooh ooh ooh