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I've got a woman she's wild as Rome
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She like being naked and gazed upon
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She crosses a bridge and sets it on fire
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lands like a bird on a telephone wire

*Chorus*
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I'm gonna hollar and i'm gonna scream
F
I'm gonna get me some mescaline
G
then I'm gonn ryme that with gasoline
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it's a drunken poets dream

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there's some money on the table and a pistol on the floor
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a few paper back books by Loiue L'amour
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wiskey bottles are scattered like last nights clothes
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with ciggarettes, papers and oreos
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my harmonica has got a busted reed
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lips are chapped and about to bleed
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she says thats nothing when she was a kid
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she danced with the dead at the pyramids


*Repeat chorus*

*harmonica jam*

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now i'll never pay back my student loans
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smellin like coors and cheap colgne
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she tells me not to worry about judgement day
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she says dieng to live in heaven just aint our way


*repeat Chorus*

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now i got a woman whos wild as Rome 
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She likes being naked and gazed upon