Street wise, smooth thighs, dress for your pleasure

Your old man says, "Young man, stand and deliver"

She just wants that hard stash, hot from your pocket,

She don't need your credit card

So shove it, if you've got it.



Sailing on her waterbed

Side by side and head to head



Painted love, painted love, painted lover

Painted love, painted love, painted lover



Pin striped city tyke has a soft underbelly,

He's transfixed by the heel clicks

And he ducks down the alley

Silken legs stiletto spurred

Pulls you in to make you hers