Worry the bottle Mamma, it's grapefruit wine Kick off your high heel sneakers, it's party time The girls don't seem to care what's on As long as they play till dawn

The look in your eyes I don't mind Greek medallion Sparkles when you smile Sorry, angel I get hungry like a child

Boys and Girls They come from all around From dear old Stockholm To Copenhagen town

Well I ain't got the heart To lose another fight So until my ship comes in I'll live night by night Well I don't really care If it's wrong or if it's right But until my ship comes in I'll live night by night

We sniff you, Big Tiger In the forest of the night 'Cause there's no escape From the Rajahs of Erase

And though you'd like some company I'm standing by myself Go play with someone else I can see by what you carry that you come from Barrytown

Shoot the lover down Are you gonna tell me everything you did baby Traces are everywhere In our happy home

And the tide will wait for you Well if you're tired of the race and the runners And the things they make you do

T-Bone Angie she champion liar Sew the mouth shut with rusty chicken wire Brother Lou Garue and the Jerry Garry Sprinkling chicken water gonna hush all three

I was scrapin' bottom Gropin' in the dark It takes a crusty punk to really beat The mean streets of Medicine Park

Illegal fun Under the sun, boys Hollywood I know your middle name Who inspires your fabled fools That's my claim to fame

Before the season closes

Transistor and a large Sum of money to spend You fellah, you tearin' up the street You wear that white tuxedo

When Josie comes home So good She's the pride of the neighborhood She's the raw flame

Leave me or I'll be just like the others you will meet They won't act as kindly if they see you on the street And don't you scream or make a shout It's nothing you can do about

Nice Sure looks good Mmm-mmm-mmm Skate a little lower now The Cuervo Gold The fine Colombian Make tonight a wonderful thing

And when Abu rams the clip in the miniglock Up on the catwalk inside the warehouse You whip a knife from the top of your go-go boot With just a flash of spectacular thigh

I kinda like frying up My sad cuisine Gettin' in bed and curling up with a girlie magazine But sometimes in the corner of my eye

Everywhere around me I see jealousy and mayhem Because no men have all their peace of mind To carry them

Teddy's rolling now most every night Skatin' backwards at the speed of light He's changed - in a thousand little ways He's changed - yes indeed