(Linden/Gordon)



On a pencil-lead grey afternoon

Rain makes the stray dog shine

I got a feeling stinging like a new tattoo

Black across my mind

You said something while I was thinking

A far-off dream away

And if I don't hear you the first time

You just turn and walk away



Oh baby I can't see you through the steam

Oh baby do you bring me water or gasoline?



I could walk down to the Church of Christ

Hold hands with the preacher and pray

Or hunker on down with a hundred dollar whore

Dolled up in orange lingerie

But they don't know me baby

They don't know what I'm living for

All my sins and my salvation

Lead me back to your trap door



Oh baby I can't see you through the steam

Oh baby do you bring me water or gasoline?



She looks good in a cheap straw hat

With her long hair hanging down

And she used to smile a lot more at me

Before I drug her down to this town

I ain't looking for no strange angel

No faith-healer's fainting bliss

I'm just looking for a gap in the traffic baby

Something simple as a kiss



Oh baby I can't see you through the steam

Oh baby do you bring me water or gasoline?