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I am a woman who’s wild as Rome
I like being naked and gazed upon
When I cross a bridge I set it on fire
I land like a bird on a telephone wire

I’m gonna holler. I’m gonna scream
I’m gonna get me some mescaline
Then I’m gonna rhyme that with gasoline
A drunken poet’s dream

There’s some money on the table
and a pistol on the floor
A few paperback books by Louie Lamoure
And whiskey bottles scattered like last night’s clothes
With cigarettes and papers and Oreo’s
My harmonica’s got a busted reed
My lips are chapped and about to bleed
But that ain’t nothin’ when I was a kid
I danced with the dead at the pyramids

I’m gonna holler. I’m gonna scream
I’m gonna get me some mescaline
Then I’m gonna rhyme that with gasoline
A drunken poet’s dream

I never paid back my student loans
I smell like Coors and cheap cologne
But I don’t worry about judgment day
Dyin’ to get to heaven just ain’t my way

I’m gonna holler. I’m gonna scream
I’m gonna get me some mescaline
Then I’m gonna rhyme that with gasoline
A drunken poet’s dream
Oh I’m gonna holler. I’m gonna scream
I’m gonna get me some mescaline
Then I’m gonna rhyme that with gasoline
A drunken poet’s dream

I am a woman who’s wild as Rome
I like being naked and gazed upon