(Linden/Gordon) On a pencil-lead grey afternoon Rain makes the stray dog shine I got a feeling stinging like a new tattoo Black across my mind You said something while I was thinking A far-off dream away And if I don't hear you the first time You just turn and walk away Oh baby I can't see you through the steam Oh baby do you bring me water or gasoline? I could walk down to the Church of Christ Hold hands with the preacher and pray Or hunker on down with a hundred dollar whore Dolled up in orange lingerie But they don't know me baby They don't know what I'm living for All my sins and my salvation Lead me back to your trap door Oh baby I can't see you through the steam Oh baby do you bring me water or gasoline? She looks good in a cheap straw hat With her long hair hanging down And she used to smile a lot more at me Before I drug her down to this town I ain't looking for no strange angel No faith-healer's fainting bliss I'm just looking for a gap in the traffic baby Something simple as a kiss Oh baby I can't see you through the steam Oh baby do you bring me water or gasoline?