Blistered (Live at San Quentin State Prison, San Quentin, CA - February 1969)

歌詞

Well I've got great big blisters on my bloodshot eyes From lookin' at that long-legged female up ahead Well what she does simply walkin' down the sidewalks of the city Makes me think about some stray cat gettin' fed She's got a whole lot of motion in her soul I know that her soul is not the place she lets it show She's got that body, oh yeah She's got that motion, oh yeah She's gonna get me, oh yeah She's gonna tear my soul apart and put big blisters on my heart And what a mighty crazy, cookin way to go And I've got great big blisters on my fingertips From reachin' in my pocket pickin' out them bills And I've got tiny white blisters on my foot From tryin' to ease my nervous tension taking patent pills Well ever since we started runnin' round from bar to bar I just can't eat a bite to keep my stomach settled down She's got that body, oh yeah She's got that motion, oh yeah She's gonna get me, oh yeah She's gonna tear my soul apart and put big blisters on my heart And what a mighty crazy, cookin way to go She's got a whole lot of motion in her soul I know that her soul is not the place she lets it show She's got that body, oh yeah She's got that motion, oh yeah She's gonna get me, oh yeah She's gonna burn me, oh yeah She's gonna tear my soul apart and put big blisters on my heart And what a mighty crazy, cookin way to go