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