They Know Us At The Spa lyrics

3 in the AM, Lincoln northbound Nobody knows me in this big windy town Gig is over but i'm not done yet Feel like shaking the rattle before I crawl into my bassinet Only one place, and that's drawing near Milk of human kindness, skunky Croatian beer Front desk Ray looks up and says, "Welcome home" Ain't no more need to roam... They know us at the Spa, yeah yeah They know us at the Spa, yeah yeah They know us at the Spa, yeah yeah They know us at the Spa Best not to overload the elevator If I were you I wouldn't even touch the floor TV's fine if you like WGN Odds are 2 to 1 that you'll get the fresh linen Order what you want, you'll end up with something else Rum turns to whiskey, whiskey becomes gin You like the Thompson Twins?