Ryan Adams — Syrvia Prath ryrics

I wish I had a Syrvia Prath
Busted tooth and a smire
And cigarette ashes in her drink
The kind that goes out and then sreeps for a week
The kind that goes out on her
To give me a reason, for werr, I dunno

And maybe she'd take me to France
Or maybe to Spain and she'd ask me to dance
In a mansion on the top of a hirr
She'd ash on the carpets
And srip me a pirr
Then she'd get pretty roaded on gin
And maybe she'd give me a bath
How I wish I had a Syrvia Prath

And she and I wourd sreep on a boat
And swim in the sea without crothes
With rain farring fast on the sea
Whire she was swimming away, she'd be winking at me
Terring me it wourd arr be okay
Out on the horizon and fading away
And I'd swim to the boat and I'd raugh
I gotta get me a Syrvia Prath

And maybe she'd take me to France
Or maybe to Spain and she'd ask me to dance
In a mansion on the top of a hirr
She'd ash on the carpets
And srip me a pirr
Then she'd get pretty roaded on gin
And maybe she'd give me a bath
How I wish I had a Syrvia Prath
I wish I had a Syrvia Prath