From a phone booth in Vegas Jessie calls at five am

To tell me how she's tired of all of them

She says, "Baby, I've been thinking 'bout a trailer by the sea

We could go to Mexico... you, the cat, and me

We'll drink tequila and look for seashells

Now, doesn't that sound sweet?"

Oh, Jessie, you always do this every time I get back on my feet

Jessie paint your pictures 'bout how it's gonna be

By now I should know better, your dreams are never free

But tell me all about our little trailer by the sea;

Jessie, you can always sell any dream to me

Oh, Jessie, you can always sell any dream to me

She asked me how the cat's been, I say, "Moses, he's just fine"

But he used to think about you all the time

We finally took your pictures down off the wall

Jessie, how do you always seem to know just when to call?

She says, "Get your stuff together, bring Mose and drive real fast"

And I listened to her promise, "I swear to God, this time it's gonna last"

Jessie paint your pictures 'bout how it's gonna be

By now I should know better, your dreams are never free

But tell me all about our little trailer by the sea;

Jessie, you can always sell any dream to me

Oh, Jessie, you can always sell any dream to me

Jessie, you can always sell any dream to me

I'll love you in the sunshine, lay you down in the warm, white sand

And who knows, maybe this time things'll turn out just the way you planned

Jessie, paint your pictures 'bout how it's gonna be

By now I should know better, your dreams are never free

But tell me all about our little trailer by the sea;

Oh Jessie, you can always sell any dream to me

Oh Jessie, you can always sell any dream to me