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Johnny Cash Miscellaneous Blistered (1969) I’ve got great big blisters on my bloodshot eyes from staring at that long legged female up ahead. What she does simply walking down the sidewalk of the city make me think about some stray cat getting fed. She’s got a whole lotta motion in her sole, I know, but her sole ain’t the place she lets it show. She got a body, oh yeah. She got a motion, oh yeah. She done got me, oh yeah. Well she tore my sole apart, put big blisters on my heart. What a mighty crazy cooking way to go. Oh-oh-oh-oh. Well, I’ve got great big blisters on my fingertips from reaching in my pocket book & picking out the dough. And I got tiny white blisters in my throat from trying to ease my nervous tension taking all those tiny pills. Ever since we started running around from bar to bar I just can’t eat a bite or keep my stomach settled down. She got a body, oh yeah. She got a motion, oh yeah. She done got me, oh yeah. Well she tore my sole apart, put big blisters on my heart. What a mighty crazy cooking way to go. Oh-oh-oh-oh. |
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