Walking down the street, on a foggy night... Saw a young girl standing under a light... Her face was pale and her skirt was tight... Had a five dollar bill, I felt alright...
If I had my car, I would go for a drive... I had no car but I had my five... Walked over to her, said what's your name... My names Mary Jane, I live down the lane...
I looked down the lane, at the end I could see... A room full of clowns looking back at me... A line of executives formed to the right... And if I'd stayed, I would have stood all night...
She opened up the door, and said go on in... I walked in first, pulled down the shades... She said take it easy, don't be afraid... You got nothing to lose, you're at a penny arcade...