I walk the streets
I walk the streets for some love
I used to live in
The scores of many nights

I have a dozen phones
Don’t make me choose these ones
They serve me no more

Easy night woman
Sweet wine for man
Deserve me all night

I try to high
The matrimonial use
They said I’m done
But you are my excuse

I have a dozen phones
Don’t make me choose these ones
They serve me no more

Easy night woman
Sweet wine for man
Deserve me all night