Missouri Blues

You've probably got whiskey

on your breath tonight

But darling,

I've got an aerosol of

his scent on mine

You're stuck in that

same ole town

living the hippie life

While I'm here with

his arms wrapped around me

in a city that never sleeps

You'll sing the blues

in your dreams tonight

as he waltzes me off to bed

He'll sing me to sleep

with a lullaby that's better

than any song you ever

wrote for me

My lover will kiss me

with his weaponlike lips

As I drift off to sleep in his arms

Death loves me more than you ever did