Spanish Pipedream

She was a level-headed dancer

On the road to alcohol

And I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal

She pressed her chest against me

About the time the jukebox broke

She give me a peck on the back of the neck

And these are the words she spoke

Blow up your TV

Throw away your paper

Go to the country

Build you a home

Plant a little garden

Eat a lot of peaches huu huuu

Try and find Jesus on your own

I sat there at the table and I acted real naive

'Cause I knew that topless lady

She had something up her sleeve

She danced around the room awhile

And she did the hoochy cooch

Yea sing a song all night long

Tellin' me what to do

Blow up your TV

Throw away your paper

Go to the country

Build you a home

Plant a little garden

Eat a lot of peaches uuuu

Try and find Jesus on your own

But I was young and hungry

And about to leave that place

Just as I was going

She looked me in the face

I said you must know the answer

She said no but I'll give it a try

And to this day we've been livin' our way

Here is the reason why

We blew up the TV

Threw away the paper

Went to the country

Built us a home

Had a lotta children yes he did

Fed 'em on peaches uuuu

They all found Jesus on their own