Papercuts Songtext
von Uzi Ramirez

I′ve been having a drinking problem
But lately I've been trying to go dry
Take away my poison
I′m on a cold turkey deep fry

Barbeque Bob and Snooks are in the kitchen shooting pool
Senoretas calypso dancing
Weaving thoughts out of mohair wool

Feeling blue I sniffed some glue
For to take me higher
Beamed me straight up to the sun
And my beard caught fire

I've got paper cuts on my fingers
I've got blisters on my face

Jenny Jenny Jenny, there are so many
I just don′t know who to choose
If I take one the rest will be gone
Ooh, there′s just so much to lose


Sinner winds are blowing
And I can't tell wrong from right
If you were here beside me
I′d be yodeling in your canyon all night
Yodelay

She's a funky mambo bimbo
There ain′t nothing she don't know
With all arms akimbo
She bends back, doing the limbo

I′ve got paper cuts on my fingers
I've got blisters on my face

I opened up my heart to you
You stepped in but didn't wipe your feet
Made yourself at home
And threw me out on the street

She′s a fancy dresser
Food processor
Iron presser
Church confessor
Made me feel just like a professor
I loved her true but I don′t miss her


I've got paper cuts on my fingers
I′ve got blisters on my face
And my boots, they are so heavy
And it's slowing down my pace
And my feet are in a bear trap
But my head′s in outer space

Shuffling down my blackjack deck
In my rusty diving bell
Missing out on my queen of hearts
It's my only lonely private hell

Eyes shut and fingers crossed
I′m sliding down a moonbeam
Forgot to fasten my seatbelt
Facedown, it's just like in a dream