Well there comes Lola, out of control-a:
She just loves those rhythm and blues.
And miss Ivy will be arriving;
in leopard skin tights she`s willing to cruise.
It`s a fiend scene and it happens `bout once a week.
So fork over some bread, it`ll do your head to get low down in the street.
There`s Jimmy and Jojo, there`s Kim and Keith,
Way outside the eyes of cool.
And sweet M.B., and there`s little G.B.
Everybody wants to be their fool.
It`s a fiend scene and it happens here ev`ry week.
Fork over some bread, it`ll do your head to get low down in the street.
Some nights are lonely, some nights are lazy,
but ain`t nobody try and slip away.
They`ll make you loose. They`ll make you crazy.
Know what I mean, what you say, what you say.
It`s a fiend scene and it happens `bout once a week.
So roam on in, it ain`t no sin to get low down in the street.
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