From a phone booth in Vegas, Jessie calls at 5 a.m. to tell me how she's
tired of all of them. She says, "Baby, I been thinking 'bout a trailer by
the sea. We could go to Mexico...you, the cat, and me. We'll drink
tequila and look for sea shells. Now, doesn't that sound sweet?" Oh,
Jessie, you always do this every time I get back on my feet. Jessie paint
your pictures 'bout how it's gonna be. By now I should know better, your
dreams are never free. But tell me all about our little trailer by the
sea; Jessie you can always sell any dream to me. Oh, Jessie, you can
always sell any dream to me. She asks me how the cat's been, I say, "Moses
he's just fine but he used to think about you all the time. We finally
took you pictures down off the wall. Oh, Jessie, how do you always seem to
know just when to call?" She says, "Get your stuff together. Bring Mose and
drive real fast." And I listen to her promise, "I swear to God this time
it's gonna last." Jessie paint your pictures 'bout how it's gonna
be. By now I should know better, your dreams are never free. But tell
me all about our little trailer by the sea; Jessie you can always sell any
dream to me. Oh, Jessie, you can always sell any dream to me. I'll love
you in the sunshine, lay you down in the warm white sand. And who know,
maybe this time things'll turn out just the way you planned. Jessie paint
your pictures 'bout how it's gonna be. By now I should know better, your
dreams are never free. But tell me all about our little trailer by the
sea ; Jessie you can always sell any dream to me. Oh, Jessie, you can
always sell any dream to
me. -----------------------------------------------------------------------------