On the streets and the avenues In the condos white as knuckles With the carmine of the busy bars
There's a dark and mystic To these inner-city slide by in the velvet of their cars
Through the dance halls and the shopping And the subways filled with Dresden To the school of fallen on the ground
The city's just an expensive whore A nymph with a pompadour But there no woman around
No, there no woman around No, there no woman around Well, I'm surrounded by these But just ain't no woman around
And the girl that my bed hear the words I should've said To the true love I ever found
I'll pretend that in her purse Is a day-dream, not a That comes just to kick me I can taste the youth of her kiss
Maybe the childhood that I missed The time around there's a weird shape to her charms There's a meat on her arms But there ain't no woman
No, there ain't no woman No, ain't no woman around Well, I'm surrounded by these But there just no woman around
Sometimes I I'm running Like a through the night And I've run myself into the ground
I miss your smile, name And breath on my skin And I'm lost and alone in this
From the locks and curls and strings of To the drunk and eager, jelly It's an all-day floor Matinee in town And it suddenly occurs that I'm surrounded by girls But ain't no woman around
No, there no woman around No, there no woman around Well, I'm by these girls But there just ain't no woman