I was drivin'
Getting tipsy
When suddenly
'saw this urchin
I stopped my car, hey baby
Wanna come with me ?
She said OK
My room's that way
'hope you can pay
I lack money
But then I tought "Oh shit
I don't have notes on me ! "
She left her shirt
Rolled up her skirt
You want to flirt ?
She asked first
Then said "You should take drugs
It won't do you any hurt"
Then we arrived
Her room was bright
And there she stripped
I took her hip
And said "I'm sorry babe
I don't have dough to sleep
Then I was thrown
She didn't loan
So I came home
But I can warn:
When you're in lack of sex
You should make it alone
© 1997 Vincent North / Soundshine Music Inc