Spanish Pipedream

[Verse 1] She was a level-headed dancer, on the road to alcohol And I was just a soldier on my way to Montreal Well, she pressed her chest against me About the time the jukebox broke Yeah, she give me a peck on the back of the neck And these are the words she spoke [Chorus] Blow up your TV, throw away your paper Go to the country, build you a home Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches Try and find Jesus on your own [Verse 2] Well, I sat there at the table and I acted real naïve For I knew that topless lady had something up her sleeve Well, she danced around the bar room And she did the hoochie-coo Yeah, she sang her song all night long Telling me what to do [Chorus] Blow up your TV, throw away your paper Go to the country, build you a home Plant a little garden, eat a lot of peaches Try and find Jesus on your own [Verse 3] Well, I was young and hungry And about to leave that place When just as I was leaving Well, she looked me in the face I said, "You must know the answer" She said, "No, but I'll give it a try" And to this very day we've been living our way Here is the reason why [Chorus] We blew up our TV, threw away our paper Went to the country, built us a home Had a lot of children, fed 'em on peaches They all found Jesus on their own