What can a poor man do, you know when the blues keep bothering him around You know, sometimes I feel, I feel like drinkin' me some gasoline I feel I'm gonna move on back down south, you know where the water tastes like cherry wine Give him a half pint of

I need this I need this like a knife in the back REPEAT CHORUS Come inside, take a seat or a ride We're so glad that you're here, now come on Have a drink of some coke, gasoline or some rope A guillotine, are you gone? Don't turn around, ignore that

He bought two-fifths of lead free gasoline Said, the bottle is dusty, but my engine is clean He bought a nice blue suit with the money he could find If his bride didn't like it, St Peter wouldn't mind Now I lie here so out-of-breath And over-opiated

And it sure feels right It feels like a struck match kissing gasoline It feels a little better than it ever has It sure feels good, baby let’s be bad I feel your heart, I feel you there When they get a little tipsy Corona cold in your hand, your brushed

And it sure feels right It feels like a struck match kissing gasoline It feels a little better than it ever has It sure feels good, baby let’s be bad I feel your heart, I feel you there When they get a little tipsy Corona cold in your hand, your brushed

And it sure feels right It feels like a struck match kissing gasoline It feels a little better than it ever has It sure feels good, baby let’s be bad I feel your heart, I feel you there When they get a little tipsy Corona cold in your hand, your brushed

And it sure feels right It feels like a struck match kissing gasoline It feels a little better than it ever has It sure feels good, baby let’s be bad I feel your heart, I feel you there When they get a little tipsy Corona cold in your hand, your brushed

You set me on fire Spark and it's like gasoline I start purring like a machine My heart only runs on supreme So hot, give me your gasoline When the music goes up And the sun goes down Lightning strikes

And it sure feels right It feels like a struck match kissing gasoline It feels a little better than it ever has It sure feels good, baby let’s be bad I feel your heart, I feel you there When they get a little tipsy Corona cold in your hand, your brushed

Just set my heart on fire Like gasoline Please bathe me now, wash me clean Bathe me now, wash me clean Bathe me now yeah, wash me clean I smell heartbreak on my hands I feel sick to my stomach as I begin to stand I see your outline in my bed In the same