v.1
I got great big blisters on my bloodshot eyes
From lookin' at that long-legged woman up ahead
Well what she does simply walkin' down the sidewalk of that city
Makes me think about some stray cat bein' fed

Chorus:
She's got a whole lot o' motion in her soul, I know
But her soul ain't the place she let's it show
She got a body, oh yeah, she got the motion, oh yeah
She done tore my soul apart, put big blisters on my heart
What a mighty crazy cookin' way to go

v.2
I got great big blisters on my fingertips
From reachin' in my wallet an' pullin' out the bills
An' I got tiny white blisters in my throat
Tryin' to ease my nervous tension, takin' all them fancy 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

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