I've got great big blisters
On my bloodshot eyes from looking
At that long legged woman
Up ahead
What she does simply walking
Down the sidewalk of the city
Makes me think about a stray cat
Getting fed
Shee's got a whole lot of motion in her sole
I know
But her sole 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, oh, yeah
She done tore my sole apart
Put big blisters on my heart
What a mighty crazy cooking
Way to go
I've got great big blisters
On my fingertips from reaching
In my pocket book
And picking out the bills
And I got tiny white blisters in my throat
From trying to ease my nervous tension
Taking all them pat and pills
And ever since she started running around
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 blisters on my heart
What a mighty crazy cooking
Way to go
She got a body
Oh, yeah
She got a motion
Oh, yeah
Oh, I'm blistered
Oh, oh, yeah
Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh
Oh, yeah
Blistered, blistered