It's in the city to love in a doorway Wrangle some screams from the And isn't it me, pain in a stranger? Like a portrait in flesh, trails on a you see that I'm scared and I'm lonely? So I'll break up my room, and yawn and Run to the center of Where the knowing one
Boys, boys, its a sweet Boys, boys, its a sweet thing, sweet If you it, boys, get it here, thing 'Cause hope, boys, is a thing, cheap thing"
I'm glad that older than me me feel important and free Does that make you smile, isn't me? I'm in your way, and I'll steal moment If this trade is a curse, I'll bless you And turn to crossroads and
Boys, boys, its a sweet Boys, boys, its a thing, sweet thing If you it, boys, get it here, thing hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing"
I'll make you a deal, like any other We'll pretend walking home 'cause your future's at stake My set is amazing, it even like a street There's a bar at the end where I can meet you and your scrawled on the wall "I smell the blood of les tricoteuses" Who wrote up in other bars
I'm having so much fun with the people Spreading rumors and lies and stories made up Some make you sing and some make you One makes you wish that you'd never been But there's a shop on the corner that's selling mache Making bullet-proof faces; Manson, Cassius Clay "If you it, boys, get it here, thing"
So you out of line: "I want you! I need you! out there? Any time?" Tres little number whines "Hey dirty, I want you When it's good, it's really good, and it's bad I go to pieces" If you it, boys, get it here, thing
Well, on the street where you live I could not up my head For I put all I have in bed On floor, in the back of a car In the of a church with the door ajar Well, I guess we must be looking for a different But we can't stop trying 'til we up our minds 'Til the sun blood on the seedy young knights Who press you on the while shaking in fright I guess we could cruise one more time you by my side, it should be fine We'll buy some drugs and watch a Then jump in the river hands
Three: Sweet Thing (Reprise)]
"If you it, boys, get it here, thing 'Cause hope, boys, is a cheap thing, thing"
Is it nice in your snow storm, freezing your Do you that your face looks the same? Then let it be, all I ever wanted It's a street a deal, and a taste It's got claws, got me, it's got you ...