Treacherous streetlights, con for the blinders During the dark sides of the rule of supply and demand I’ll never be streetwise, but signs of the times I know Will reveal themselves in beastly shapes
Shoved inside a container when 15 Shipped on board a boat bound for Seville Recycled by the members of the crew She ends up on the streets of downtown Oslo
And defiant and proud She stands her ground at night (Somebody will give in) And I don’t know how she feels But I know it ain’t right
Treacherous streetlights, con for the blinders During the dark sides of the rule of supply and demand I’ll never be streetwise, but signs of the times I know Will reveal themselves in beastly shapes
Swaying hips and smiles from ivory teeth But there is a darker story underneath--and you say She sure enough makes this part of town look good now Is it her professional face that appeals most to you?
And I swallow hard, play the game get through the night (Get it on now) And I don’t know how she feels But I know it ain’t right
Treacherous streetlights, con for the blinders During the dark sides of the rule of supply and demand I’ll never be streetwise, but signs of the times I know Will reveal themselves in beastly shapes