Ermaline

Lyrics: Robert Hunter
Music: Anton, Fierro, Kimock, Murphy, Roland, Vega

A Robert Hunter lyric (not in "Box Of Rain") set to music by Zero

Three for a dollar, six for a dime
I've got to have a talk with that girl of mine
Driving me every which way but sane
I want to get that feeling again

Now I'm just sitting, watching TV
With the plug pulled out, there ain't much to see
Think about the way things used to be
Think about monkeys in a monkey tree

She gets on my case when I'm feeling high
But she brings me up when I think I'll die
Ermaline

Now Ermaline's cheap, she's so mean
She uses cologne from a magazine
She don't even buy them, and that's a fact
Rub it on her body, puts it back on the rack

Strange combination, her and me
Make me believe in destiny
Hang around till the gig is through
I'll take you home and marry you

She gets on my case when I'm feeling high
But she brings me up when I think I'll die
Ermaline

Summertime and the living is rough
The government sucks and I've had enough
Come here, baby, show me your stuff
You're soft in the middle with your outside tough

I love you, you love me
The rest costs money, but that's for free
I'll split this can of beans with you
But we'll split the world before we're through

You bring me down when I'm feeling high
Then you jack me up when I think I've died
Ermaline