Capo 1
I got great big blisters on my bloodshot eyes from lookin'
At that long legged woman up ahead
What she does simply walkin' down the sidewalks of that city
Makes me think about a stray cat gettin' 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, she got a motion, oh yeah,
Lord I'm blistered, oh yeah
She done tore my soul apart put big blisters on my heart
What a mighty crazy crooked way to 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
Chorus twice