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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 
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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 
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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
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 blisters on my heart
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What a mighty crazy crooked way to 
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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