Baptists And Barbiturates - Jay Munly

Put the leather strap 'round your ankle

I pulled you on about fifty miles

Pulled you on across the state line

'Cause no one lives in Utah

No one lives in Utah

Left back in Utah, babe

Did Jesus dry off on my safe?

Left back in Utah, babe

Did Jesus dry off on my safe?

Got gravel in my chin

Jesus died when he did me in

All you ladies can bounce my skin

And it’s comin' again and again and

Again and again and again!

There are baptists

And barbiturates

And there are tattoos

That you cannot itch

And there are baptists

And barbiturates

And there are tattoos

That you cannot itch

I took my sixty watts and my electricity

And I plugged them in to you and me

We put a hole in Utah

Now there’s a hole in Utah

Got gravel in my chin

Jesus died when he did me in

All you ladies can bounce my skin

And it’s comin' again and again and

Again and again and again!

There are baptists

And barbiturates

And there are tattoos

That you cannot itch

And there are baptists

And barbiturates

And there are tattoos

That you cannot itch

So I took your leather strap

And I took that sixty watts

And I gave them a shove

Into Utah

To fill the hole in Utah

We didn’t fill it in Utah

I took your skin

I took my nails

I took our love

And I rubbed

And I rubbed

And I rubbed

And I rubbed

And I rubbed…

Your tattoo started to leap

Down your shoulder, down your spine

Through your thighs, to your knee

To your ankle, to the strap

And into Utah

There’s no more hole in Utah!

Well, there are baptists

And barbiturates

And there are tattoos

That you cannot itch

And there are baptists

And barbiturates

And there are tattoos

That you cannot itch

And there are baptists

And barbiturates

And there are tattoos

That you cannot itch

And there are baptists

And barbiturates

And there are tattoos

That you cannot itch

That you cannot itch!