(Billy Ed Wheeler)

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I got great big blisteres on my bloodshot eyes from lookin'

On 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 blisteres on my heart

What a mighty crazy crookin' way to go

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I got great big blisteres on my fingertips from reachin'

In my pocketbook and pickin' out the bills

And I got tiny white blisteres in my throat from tryin'

To ease my nervous tension takin' all them pappy pills

And ever sinse she started runnin' round 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

She done tore my soul apart put big blisteres on my heart

What a mighty crazy crookin' way to go

She got a body oh yeah she got a motion oh yeah oh I'm blistered oh yeah

Oh oh oh oh yeah