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Spin Songtext
von The Waitresses

Spin Songtext

(Spin, spin, spin, spin)
(Spin, spin, spin, spin)
(Spin, spin, spin, spin)
(Spin, spin, spin, spin)
(Spin, spin, spin, spin)

Spin, spin, spin
So this is what it′s like, huh?
Like dancing on dynamite

I've been aching for a gamble
Burning for something risky
Even if I take it on the chin

No real reason to
But no reason not to
The time was right, so I just jumped right in
(Spin, spin, spin, spin)

No crutch, no rabbit′s foot

No spare, no safety net


Spin, spin, spin
Where exactly is this?
Somewhere between A and B
Where my choices leave me hanging by the thread of an idea
Where the only competition is myself

Where I decide to chance it, exposed and suspended
I'm swinging through the jungle
And I run out of vines
Spin, spin, spin

No map, no travel guide

No fuse, no morning light

Spin, spin, spin
So this is what it's like, huh?
It′s scary, just living in mid-air
If I get out of this with just a few bad habits
I′ve done pretty well, I think

No excuses, no inhibitions
Chuck that excess baggage
Whizzing around, doing my impression of an exposed nerve


No crutch, no rabbit's foot
No spare, no safety net
No map, no travel guide
No fuse, no morning light
No course, no schools
No kit, no tools
No law, no rules

So where did the ground go?
Can′t feel it with my feet
Can't connect the dots, when I can′t see where they meet
End over end
Hanging stuck half-way
Between nothing and something, somewhere I spin
'Til something happens

Spin, spin, spin
Faster and faster
Looks like I′m here for the duration
I know I'm an "I" now, I want an "us"
But this limb can't take another ounce of doubt

This is kind of shaking me up
But I′m glad I did it
Spoke only for myself
But I see others
Nodding in agreement
(Spin, spin, spin, spin)

So where did the ground go?
Can′t feel it with my feet (spin)
Can't connect the dots, when I can′t see where they meet (spin)
End over end
Hanging stuck half-way (spin)
Between nothing and something, somewhere I- (spin)

Can't connect the dots, when I can′t see where they meet (spin)
End over end
Hanging stuck half-way (spin)
Between nothing and something, somewhere I spin

No crutch, no rabbit's foot
No spare, no safety net
No map, no travel guide
No fuse, no morning light
No course, no schools
No kit, no tools
No law, no rules

So where did the ground go?
Can′t feel it with my feet (spin)
Can't connect the dots, when I can't see where they meet (spin)
End over end
Hanging stuck half-way (spin)
Between nothing and something, somewhere I- (spin)

Can′t connect the dots, when I can′t see where they meet (spin)
End over end
Hanging stuck half-way (spin)
Between nothing and something, somewhere I- (spin)
'Til something happens

′Til something happens

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