F F F I've got a woman she's wild as RomeF F F She like being naked and gazed uponF F F She crosses a bridge and sets it on fireF F F lands like a bird on a telephone wire *Chorus*G I'm gonna hollar and i'm gonna screamF I'm gonna get me some mescalineG then I'm gonn ryme that with gasolineF F it's a drunken poets dreamF F F there's some money on the table and a pistol on the floorF F F a few paper back books by Loiue L'amourF F F wiskey bottles are scattered like last nights clothesF F F with ciggarettes, papers and oreosF F F my harmonica has got a busted reedF F F lips are chapped and about to bleedF F F she says thats nothing when she was a kidF F F she danced with the dead at the pyramids *Repeat chorus* *harmonica jam*F F F now i'll never pay back my student loansF F F smellin like coors and cheap colgneF F F she tells me not to worry about judgement dayF F F she says dieng to live in heaven just aint our way *repeat Chorus*F F F now i got a woman whos wild as RomeF F F She likes being naked and gazed upon
Drunkin Poets Dream
Ray Wylie Hubbard
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