white buffalo, the
well i'm hopin' its true
that we will screw in the mornin'
well i'm tellin you
i think i'm in love
that's a warnin'
lay fifty down
for one more round's all i'm holdin
well its not enough
night time is up
i must be goin'
well i'm lonely now
but i know somehow
i'll walk your streets again
and i want you now
but i know anyhow
i'll lose ya to your streets again
well its 10 'til 2
i'm searchin for you
that's the story
lurkin about
street lamps are out
makes me worry
your a tongue tied whore
with my pants on the floor
she walks a heavy out
cruise your streets again