You Watch 1999

Note: This song is about an awful psychiatrist I had in 1975. He looked the part with his gray beard and beady, smug eyes. I was experiencing a terrible depression with loads of anxiety, and he told me I just needed to do what he did when he felt “down in the dumps” — go out on his 27 foot sailboat and let the magic heal me. I wanted to fire him. He said I couldn’t. I said, “You watch.” I fired him. (Could this have anything to do with why I became a psychotherapist? Hmmm.)

Well, I was down for the count
fadin’ in, fadin’ out of control
He was smilin’ so bright
with his teeth pearly white and so cold
He said, “You won’t leave me”
(Well, that got me hot)
I said, “Sweetie, you watch”

Well, he laughed and he asked
if I had him another joke
Then he lit up a cig
Mr. Cool, Mr. Big, blowin’ smoke
He said, “You won’t leave me”
I said, “Sweetie, you watch”

Chorus
Well, I musta had a line into heaven
‘cause I walked right out and boy, I’ve learned my lesson
I won’t be takin’ that train into hell anymore
I am on a track that’s bound straight for glory
Yeah, I’ve packed my bags, now it’s a whole brand new story
You watch

Well, a cold day in hell
was the day that he fell like a jet
With my hand on the door
and his pride on the floor
there he sat
He said, “You’ll be back”
I said, “Is that a fact”
“You watch”

Chorus