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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 
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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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