Blaze Foley's 113th Wet Dream-Blaze Foley

Well I just got back from Mexico In time to catch her second show But I got lost and she got through There was not nothin else to do 'Til I saw her, she took the stage Read my mind, didn't miss a page Read my mind and did not miss a page My temperature was risin' and she looked so good I ask her please and she said she would I ask her when and she said now I knew it was a dream but, anyhow Then she took me by the hand Lead me to some promised land Fenced me in and closed the gate Gave me good reason to celebrate She fed me wine in a coffee cup I could not keep my britches up She said that's all right just leave em down I have not had a man around In quite a while Don't touch that dial Her face was purdy when she would smile Her face was real purdy when she would smile Well her hair was big and her eyes was blue we made it to her swimmin pool We made it to it and made it in it She would not let me rest a minute Says you can rest some other time and I was feeling' so sublime There was no way that I could refuse She found my weakness and she hid my shoes Thought I couldn't but I somehow did Thought about hidin' but I couldn't get hid She got me up and pulled down the cover and read me a book about some ladies lover Then she threw down the book and opened up the bottle took off the brake and put on the throttle fed me cheese from a pedigreed herd Took me to Jamaica with the dying bird