Blistered (Cash Johnny)

I got great big blisters On my bloodshot eyes From looking at that Long legged woman up ahead What she does simply walking Down the sidewalks of that city Makes me think about A stray cat getting 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 (oh, yeah) She got a motion Oh, yeah (oh, yeah) Lord, I'm blistered Oh, yeah (oh, yeah) She done tore my soul apart Put big blisters on my heart What a mighty crazy Cooking way to go I got great big blisters On my fingertips from reaching In my pocketbook and Picking out the bills And I got tiny white blisters In my throat from trying To ease my nervous tension Taking all them patent pills And ever since she started Running round from bar to bar I just can't eat a bite or Keep my stomach settled down She got a body Oh, yeah (oh, yeah) She got a motion Oh, yeah (oh, yeah) She done got me Oh, yeah (oh, yeah) She done tore my soul apart Put big blisters on my heart What a mighty crazy Cooking way to go She got a body Oh, yeah (oh, yeah) She got a motion Oh, yeah (oh, yeah) Oh, I'm blistered Oh, yeah (oh, yeah) Oh, oh, oh, oh...