SPIN ON A RED BRICK FLOOR - LEAD SINGLE
I want to take a little spin on a red brick floor
in a crazy old bar when Tim locks the door
and the walls are going to ring and the string are going to bend
It’s a bus a the cheek from all my old lovers again

Well the Blue Ridge Mountains at the fall of the night
It sure feels good when you cross that line
I’ll tip my cup, holler at the moon
I said a great white North, honey here’s to you sleep tight.

And I’ve gone crazy on this road with all of this traveling alone
But the asphault is burning tonight


Well the New England springs been good to me
There’s been a warmth to lend and good lines to read
How I miss my native tongue
Cause New York City sorta brings out the stupids in me

I got one more stop down in Tennesse
My sweethearts there waitin on me
So it’s on down the road kickin East Texas dust
I’ll catch my breath with that hot Houston neon buzzin

And I’ve gone crazy on this road with all of this traveling alone
But the asphault is burning tonight

And here comes a little spin on a red brick floor
in a crazy old bar and Tim’s locked the door
and the walls are a ringing the strings are going to bend
It’s a bus a the cheek from all my old lovers again

And here comes a little spin on a red brick floor
in a crazy old bar and Tim’s locked the door
and the walls are a ringing the strings are going to bend
It’s a bus a the cheek from all my old lovers again