Head Through Iowa Now Lyrics

I was on a collision course with passion,
exacerbating my hypertension,
when I realized I was in Iowa
and you were in Burma again.
God, it's been so long since I saw the Ugly Child
and felt your cool wet lips
like mine, cool and wet.
Don't hedge your bet.
I'll bet a shrub you'll never hedge your bet.
Head through Iowa now.