Poisonberry Pie - Phil Everly

I first met her she was in the bed screaming

Woke up from a bad dream she was dreaming

That’s why she likes me to hang around so near

She go-go danced ‘til she got outa trouble

Then she tried burlesque with a great big bubble

Trouble with the bubble was it was clear

She bakes me poisonberry pie

To feed me when I’m high

So the very next time I die

You’ll know why

She used to go with a funny farm farmer

He was kind of bright but not bright enough to harm her

And when he tried you know just what she’d do

Start smokin' those morning glories

And when she’s caught she tell the story

Not as bad as drinkin' all of that Mountain Dew

She bakes me poisonberry pie

To feed me when I’m high

So the very next time I die

You’ll know why

Down, down, d-down, d-down, d-down, d-down

Down, down, d-down, d-down, d-down, d-down

D-down, d-down, d-down, d-down, d-down, down

She tried to be women’s-libber

When she burned her bra she lost her figure

And no-one's going to listen if you ain’t got it there

She went from a fortune-teller

I heard last night she was Helen Keller

That’s why she sees everything so clear

Don’t wanna say that she’s unstable

But I wish that she’d get off the table

She knows I put a dollar down to pay for the beer

She bakes me poisonberry pie

To feed me when I’m high

So the very next time I die

You’ll know why