Hollow Spot Skip Brown/Bill Pekar
Well I've got this hollow spot Just made a whiskey jug I got a reason, could drown a horse It's just this thing called love It can make you jump and shout And get you through hard luck It'll turn you inside out Til you don't know which way is up This particular hollow spot Just made for a bottle of booze The way it's been going down Well it's easy enough to choose Do I want another drink It is time to go home Theonly choice that makes any sense Is to never be alone Cause I've got this hollow spot Where she used to be One of these days I'll fill it up Til then the drinks are all on me Cause I've got this hollow spot It's easy enough to see Well I've tried to fill it up To forget what she did to me So I'm good for another round And I'll be here til closing time Everybody's got a job to do And tonight this one is mine Come tomorrow mornin' Well I'll remember all over again And I'll be standing at your door When you open up at ten Cause I've got this hollow spot Where she used to be One of these days I'll fill it up Til then the drinks are all on me Cause I've got this hollow spot It's easy enough to see Well I've tried to fill it up To forget what she did to me