Blistered
I got great big blisteres on my bloodshot eyes from lookin'
On that long legged woman up ahead
What she does simply walkin' down the sidewalks of that city
Makes me think about a stray cat gettin' fed
She's got a whole lotta motion in her soul I know
But her soul ain't the place she lets it show
She got a body oh yeah she got a motion oh yeah Lord I'm blistered oh yeah
She done tore my soul apart put big blisteres on my heart
What a mighty crazy crookin' way to go
[ guitar ]
I got great big blisteres on my fingertips from reachin'
In my pocketbook and pickin' out the bills
And I got tiny white blisteres in my throat from tryin'
To ease my nervous tension takin' all them pappy pills
And ever sinse she started runnin' round from bar to bar
I just can't eat a bite or keep my stomach settled down
She got a body oh yeah she got a motion oh yeah she done got me oh yeah
She done tore my soul apart put big blisteres on my heart
What a mighty crazy crookin' way to go
She got a body oh yeah she got a motion oh yeah oh I'm blistered oh yeah
Oh oh oh oh yeah | 
Комментарии могут оставлять только зарегистрированные пользователи, активировавшие аккаунт!
