G C G
I've got a woman she's wild as Rome
G C G
She like being naked and gazed upon
G C G
She crosses a bridge and sets it on fire
G C G
lands like a bird on a telephone wire
*Chorus*
D
I'm gonna hollar and i'm gonna scream
C
I'm gonna get me some mescaline
D
then I'm gonn ryme that with gasoline
C G
it's a drunken poets dream
G C G
there's some money on the table and a pistol on the floor
G C G
a few paper back books by Loiue L'amour
G C G
wiskey bottles are scattered like last nights clothes
G C G
with ciggarettes, papers and oreos
G C G
my harmonica has got a busted reed
G C G
lips are chapped and about to bleed
G C G
she says thats nothing when she was a kid
G C G
she danced with the dead at the pyramids
*Repeat chorus*
*harmonica jam*
G C G
now i'll never pay back my student loans
G C G
smellin like coors and cheap colgne
G C G
she tells me not to worry about judgement day
G C G
she says dieng to live in heaven just aint our way
*repeat Chorus*
G C G
now i got a woman whos wild as Rome
G C G
She likes being naked and gazed upon