Lyrics:

Battin-Fowley

Shining like a light bulb in the San Francisco fog
She makes her way down the sidewalk, walkin' with her guard dog
Here comes a sailor with money in his hands
You knows he wants to pay her but he doesn't, he doesn't understand.

She's Neon Rose with the frozen nose, only out for fun
Neon Rose who always glows a lady with the gun.

Blazing like a bonfire on a chilly winter night
Headed for the city bank with a load of dynamite
Here comes a soldier in a dented rented car
He wants to hold her but he's no gangster superstar.

And she's Neon Rose with the frozen nose, only out for fun
Neon Rose who always glows a lady with the gun.

Never get married, never secretary
Too bright to be tied down
The streets at night are your delight
With easy money all around
Easy money all around.

Hey, you are burnin' like a baseball on a Thursday painted blue
Don't you just have that old feeling, baby, that you know someone's watching you ?
Here comes your mama, it's time, baby, it's time to go to school
Just another wasted night, hey baby, dreaming you're so cool.

You're Neon Rose with the frozen nose, only out for fun
Neon Rose who always glows a lady with the gun.

Neon Rose with the frozen nose, only out for fun
Neon Rose who always glows a lady with the gun, a lady with the gun.