From a phone booth in Vegas, Jessie calls at 5 A.M.
to tell me how she's tired of all of them.
She says, ''Baby, I've been thinking 'bout a trailer by the sea.
We could go to Mexico... you the cat and me.
We'll drink tequilla and look for sea shells.
Now doesn't that sound sweet?''
Oh, Jessie, you always do this every time I get back on my feet.

Jessie paint your pictures 'bout how it's gonna be.
But now I should know better, your dreams are never free.
But tell me all about our little trailer by the sea.
Jessie you can always sell any dream to me.
Oh, Jessie, you can always sell any dream to me.

She asks me how the cat's been. I say, ''Moses he's just fine
but he used to think about you all the time.
We finally took your pictures down off the wall.
Oh, Jessie, how do you always seem to know just when to call?''
She says, ''Get your stuff together. Bring moses and drive real fast.''
And I listen to herr promise, ''I swear to God this time is gonna last.''

Jessie paint your pictures 'bout how it's gonna be.
But now I should know better, your dreams are never free.
But tell me all about our little trailer by the sea.
Jessie you can always sell any dream to me.
Oh, Jessie, you can always sell any dream to me.

I'll love you in the sinshine,
lay down in the warm white sand.
And who knows.
Maybe this time things'll turn out just the way you planned.

Jessie paint your pictures 'bout how it's gonna be.
But now I should know better, your dreams are never free.
But tell me all about our little trailer by the sea.
Jessie you can always sell any dream to me.
Oh, Jessie, you can always sell any dream to me.