Baptists and Barbiturates

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!