World is haunted
She offered a cop sex for a ride
Back to the city
“Hafta write you a ticket, aright?”
So alone, hardly ever this is still unclear
All the glamor is gone cuz nuthin’ more you know goes here

Turn the key cuz she’s jus’ turning tricks

Day is dawning, better look for something to wear
In cop we trust but tell me now how can he bear
Drop her off, before you draw
Draw your gun and fire
Well, job done, none too easy
Be that as it might

Turn the key cuz she’s jus’ turning tricks
1, 2, 3, 4... Your brain should be in your head
So just do it, just try and stay away