Street wise, smooth thighs, dress for your pleasure 
Your old man says, "Young man, stand and deliver" 
She just wants that hard stash, hot from your pocket, 
She don't need your credit card 
So shove it, if you've got it. 

Sailing on her waterbed 
Side by side and head to head 

Painted love, painted love, painted lover 
Painted love, painted love, painted lover 

Pin striped city tyke has a soft underbelly, 
He's transfixed by the heel clicks 
And he ducks down the alley 
Silken legs stiletto spurred 
Pulls you in to make you hers