Blow, wind, blow wherever you may go. Put on your overcoat, Take me away. Got to take me on into the night,(2) Blow me away.(2) Mary's on the blacktop, There's a husband in the doghouse. In the middle of a shakedown She got quiet as a church mouse, She found Raleighs on the dashboard, Sugar daddy caught a polo car. Ain't no solitary tap dance way down here. I swear I's ridin on a fieldmouse. We were dancing in the slaughterhouse. If you skip along the beltway Then you skid along the all day, 'Cause I went a little crazy And I sat on my highchair, And I'm smokin' like a diesel way out here. (Chorus)