Blitzen Trapper
Miss Spiritual Tramp
It was a drive byColombian neck tieAnd I'm glad to see you're doing wellThey brought you flowersAnd stayed for hoursAnd as I drifted in and out of sleepI saw a vision that I must repeatShe had a sweet toothKiss and tell phone boothAnd her lips were like a harbingerAnd her eyes were full of cracked champagneOooooh-oooh-ooh-ooh-oooooooohThe kids on fireA broken-nosed liarAnd as they pushed the pillow in my faceI got a gift of all your tasteless ways.
From Letras Mania