capo 1

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i got great big blisters on my bloodshot eyes from lookin’
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at that long legged woman up ahead
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what she does simply walkin’ down the sidewalks of that city
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makes me think about a stray cat gettin’ fed
D
she’s got a whole lotta motion in her soul i know
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but her soul ain’t the place she lets it show

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she got a body , oh yeah , she got a motion , oh yeah ,
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lord i’m blistered , oh yeah
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she done tore my soul apart put big blisters on my heart
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what a mighty crazy crooked way to go

i got great big blisters on my fingertips from reachin’
in my pocketbook and pickin’ out the bills
and i got tiny white blisters in my throat from tryin’
to ease my nervous tension takin’ all them happy pills
and ever since she started runnin’ round from bar to bar
i just can’t eat a bite or keep my stomach settled down

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