washington-navy blues
So you got the navy blues
I took off my shirt and shoes
I feel like a criminal

I love you like an animal
I'm laying out my Sunday clothes
I can't get my suitcase closed
I know that swear a lot
But I'm really sure that I forgot
To pack something I need

I cut my finger but it didn't bleed
In hearts, in January

Listen, listen, you're so free

Skin and bones and meat and mud
Salt and teeth and sweat and blood
I know I can come and go
I know because you told me so

You said, ＂Sister, you're so free,＂
Well I know sailor
You're like me

So what if I get bloodthirsty?
Or a little raggedy?

I've got convict ancestry
You better get away from me
Oh Barcelona, burn you down!
I will take this tiny town
I've got a little Irish lilt
I've got a lot of Catholic guilt
And a bleeding heart in January

Listen, listen, you're so free

Skin and bones and meat and mud
Salt and teeth and sweat and blood
I know I can come and go
I know because you told me so
You said, ＂Sister, you're like me,＂
Well I know sailor
You're so free

Oh, I know you are just like me
Yes, I know you are just like me
Oh, I know you are just like me
Oh, I know you are just like me

Baby got the navy blues

I took off my shirt and shoes

I feel like a criminal
I love you like an animal
With a bleeding heart in January
Listen, you're so free
Skin and bones and meat and mud
Salt and teeth and sweat and blood
I know I can come and go

I know because you tell me, tell me
You said, ＂Sister, you're like me

You're no saint, but you're so free.＂