Drunken Poet's Dream

I got a woman she's wild as Rome
She likes to lay naked and be gazed upon
She crosses a bridge and then sets it on fire
Lands like a bird on a telephone wire

Wine bottles scattered like last nights clothes
Cigarettes, papers, and dominoes
She laughs for a minute about the shape I'm in
Says, "You be the sinner honey, I'll be the sin."

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I'm gonna holler and I'm gonna scream
I'm gonna get me some mescaline
She brings me roses and a place to lean
A drunken poet's dream

There's some money on the table and a pistol on the floor
Some old paperback books of Louis L'Amour
She says, "Honey, don't worry 'bout Judgment day."
All these people goin' to heaven, they're just in our way

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And all my life I laid around while the colors all turned blue
Well I closed my eyes and finally found it brought me back to you

I got a woman she's wild as Rome
She likes to lay naked and be gazed upon
Well she crosses a bridge then sets it on fire
Lands like a bird on a telephone wire

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