Blaze Foley's 113th Wet Dream Lyrics - The Dawg Years - 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