I watch a man sitting down by the park. The flashy suit manufactured by the makers. He's got a pen and he circles an add. It maked him laugh 'cos he's reading dirty papers.
2-6-5-8-0
She doesn't know but she's getting his call. He's talking straight but he wants it in a strange way. He combs her hair doesn't worry at all. He could be mad but it's just another pay day.
A. R. 2-6-5-8-0 (3) Oh, dial it if you want to know me. [End of A.]
She likes to live on the poor side of town. She's chacking down with a guy from West Guiana. The boys around always look at the ground. Oh, what they'd give for a night with that piranha.
[Repeat A.]
She doesn't have to make her money that way. She such a pretty young girl. I guess they love it 'cos you hear when they stay. The cry oh, oh, oh.
This guy arrives looking scared as a rat. He needs her love but he wants it like a brother. Three hours later he crawls out on his knees. She's laughing loud 'cos he's calling for his mother.