Navy Blues - Washington

So you got the navy blues

I took off my shirt and shoes

I feel like a criminal

I love you like an animal

I’m laying out my Sunday clothes

I can’t get my suitcase closed

I know that swear a lot

But I’m really sure that I forgot

To pack something I need

I cut my finger but it didn’t bleed

In hearts, in January

Listen, listen, you’re so free

Skin and bones and meat and mud

Salt and teeth and sweat and blood

I know I can come and go

I know 'cause you told me so

You said, «Sister, you’re so free,»

Well I know sailor

You’re like me

So what if I get bloodthirsty?

Or a little raggedy?

I’ve got convict ancestry

You better get away from me

Oh Barcelona, burn you down!

I will take this tiny town

I’ve got a little Irish lilt

I’ve got a lot of Catholic guilt

And a bleeding heart in January

Listen, listen, you’re so free

Skin and bones and meat and mud

Salt and teeth and sweat and blood

I know I can come and go

I know 'cause you told me so

You said, «Sister, you’re like me,»

Well I know sailor

You’re so free

Oh, I know you are just like me

Yes, I know you are just like me

Oh, I know you are just like me

Baby got the navy blues

I took off my shirt and shoes

I feel like a criminal

I love you like an animal

With a bleeding heart in January

Listen, you’re so free

Skin and bones and meat and mud

Salt and teeth and sweat and blood

I know I can come and go

I know because you tell me, tell me

You said, «Sister, you’re like me

You’re no saint, but you’re so free.

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