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Well I've got great big blisters on my bloodshot eyes

From lookin' at that long-legged female up ahead

Well what she does simply walkin' down the sidewalks of the city

Makes me think about some stray cat gettin' fed

She's got a whole lot of motion in her soul

I know that her soul is not the place she lets it show

She's got that body, oh yeah

She's got that motion, oh yeah

She's gonna get me, oh yeah

She's gonna tear my soul apart and put big blisters on my heart

And what a mighty crazy, cookin way to go

And I've got great big blisters on my fingertips

From reachin' in my pocket pickin' out them bills

And I've got tiny white blisters on my foot

From tryin' to ease my nervous tension taking patent pills

Well ever since we started runnin' round from bar to bar

I just can't eat a bite to keep my stomach settled down

She's got that body, oh yeah

She's got that motion, oh yeah

She's gonna get me, oh yeah

She's gonna tear my soul apart and put big blisters on my heart

And what a mighty crazy, cookin way to go

She's got a whole lot of motion in her soul

I know that her soul is not the place she lets it show

She's got that body, oh yeah

She's got that motion, oh yeah

She's gonna get me, oh yeah

She's gonna burn me, oh yeah

She's gonna tear my soul apart and put big blisters on my heart

And what a mighty crazy, cookin way to go