Blue Star Woman - Chris Robinson Brotherhood

Blue star woman snow country child

Nightshade secrets chemistry smile

Close your bright eyes and sleep a while

Dream me a garden enchanted and wild

For coin for country of pearls of swine

Your summer of potions really messed up your mind

A mad dog is howling at the end of your line

If your temp is dragging then double your time

At the top of the stairs both hands on your hips

Cold is the flower that hangs from her lips

My head and my hand nailed to the front door

While the postman and the neighbor clap their hands and yell «more»

The kitchen was clean but the bed was a mess

The sheets they were dry but the pillow was wet

She tried to blame it on one of her pets

I said do you have a cat she said «why no not yet»

And wouldn’t you bet when out from under her dress

A few more words before I rest

This is no riddle this is no test

Hate is the worst love is the best

So put that old time piece back in your vest