Poisonberry Pie by Phil Everly Lyrics

I first met her she was in the bed screaming
Woke up from a bad dream she was dreaming
That’s why she likes me to hang around so near
She go-go danced ‘til she got outa trouble
Then she tried burlesque with a great big bubble
Trouble with the bubble was it was clear

She bakes me poisonberry pie
To feed me when I’m high
So the very next time I die
You’ll know why

She used to go with a funny farm farmer
He was kind of bright but not bright enough to harm her
And when he tried you know just what she’d do
Start smokin’ those morning glories
And when she’s caught she tell the story
Not as bad as drinkin’ all of that Mountain Dew

She bakes me poisonberry pie
To feed me when I’m high
So the very next time I die
You’ll know why
Down, down, d-down, d-down, d-down, d-down
Down, down, d-down, d-down, d-down, d-down
D-down, d-down, d-down, d-down, d-down, down

She tried to be women’s-libber
When she burned her bra she lost her figure
And no-one’s going to listen if you ain’t got it there
She went from a fortune-teller
I heard last night she was Helen Keller
That’s why she sees everything so clear

Don’t wanna say that she’s unstable
But I wish that she’d get off the table
She knows I put a dollar down to pay for the beer
She bakes me poisonberry pie
To feed me when I’m high
So the very next time I die
You’ll know why