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I got a woman she's wild as Rome She likes to lay naked and be gazed upon She crosses a bridge and then sets it on fire Lands like a bird on a telephone wire Wine bottles scattered like last nights clothes Cigarettes, papers, and dominoes She laughs for a minute about the shape I'm in Says, "You be the sinner honey, I'll be the sin." Chorus: I'm gonna holler and I'm gonna scream I'm gonna get me some mescaline She brings me roses and a place to lean A drunken poets dream There's some money on the table and a pistol on the floor Some old paper back books of Louis L'Amour She says, "Honey, don't worry 'bout judgement day." All these people goin' to heaven, they're just in our way Repeat Chorus And all my life I laid around while the colors all turned blue Closed my eyes and finally found it brought me back to you SongtexteI got a woman she's wild as Rome She likes to lay naked and be gazed upon She crosses a bridge then sets it on fire Lands like a bird on a telephone wire Repeat Chorus Aus Songtexte Mania