Sour Milk-Cow Blues Songtext

Something about you is not the same
Something about the things you say
Sounds like a different woman with a different name
Sour milk-cow blues

You wear a different size and style of shoe
I think that someone must be poisoning you
To replace you with a living double
Get out of my life right now and save them all of the trouble
They changed your complexion and your personality
Somebody`s putting ideas in your head
They took the girl of my dreams and left you here instead
Sour milk-cow blues

You take your place in this parade of pleas
You dial a number and they offer relief
All alone with just your own device
They give you something and it isn't advice
To break the hearts of a million listeners
Start out as lovers and you end up as prisoners Somebody`s suffering from the things that you do
Somebody`s suffering but you`re glad it isn't you
Put your fingertips up to the screen
Repeat after me, wake at the count of three
Now I don`t know which is worse
What they`re doing to you or what you`re doing to me
Sour milk-cow blues