All over this town yes, a low wind may blow and I can see through everybody's clothes with no reason to hide these words, I feel and no reason to talk about the books I read but still, I do
That's 'cause I'm a... Sister I'm a... all over this town
Along this way outside the prison gates I love the romance of Crime And I wonder: does anybody feel the same way I do? and is Evil just something you are? or something you do?
Sister I'm a... Sister I'm a... all over this town
All over this town they pull over in their Citroen vans - not to shake your hands With Meths on their breaths and you with youth on your side all alone... lone... alone waiting at the lights but not this time
Sister I'm a... Sister I'm a... all over this town... all... oh oh all over this town