He started burning little packs of incense
She started talking with a twang
She said, "Man in black, here's a finger up your ass!"
And he sang, and he sang, and he sang sang sang
He started wearing red silk underwear
She ate grits while she tied him to the bedpost
He started buying fancy oil and soap
And she found herself whistling and howling like a train
Johnny Cash and Anais Nin
Anais Nin and Johnny Cash
Their friends all said "Seems like a good thing"
Johnny Cash and Anais Nin
She started wearing boots and a ten-gallon hat
He hung a bolo tie on each of her breasts
She covered his body with honey from Brazil
And got a cow and some goats to lick it all off
"Bon jour, misseur." "Well, howdy ma'am!
Vous-lez-vous, yes I do, I like it like that!"
"Stick this up your nose."
"You mean all the way up?
Why not, okay, I like it that way."
Johnny Cash and Anais Nin
Anais Nin and Johnny Cash
It was dirty, it was clean
And it wasn't no sin
Johnny Cash and Anais Nin
He said, "I will walk the line for you,
My dearest sweetest mon petit shoe."
She said, "I feel the same, of course,
But I wouldn't mind one time trying out your horse."
They did it all night
They did it all day
He said, "Manufique."
She said "Hooray!"
They did it in the opera and the opry too
And she spat tobacco juice on his Italian shoes
Johnny Cash and Anais Nin
Anais Nin and Johnny Cash