My Baby’s got a wild
streak, She loves a
midnight ride. My Baby’s got a wild streak, She loves a midnight
ride. She likes to cruise the city, On the back street nasty side. |
The moon’s peepin up on the east side, My baby’s stepping into her
gown, It’s short at the top and the bottom, It’s magic when she stoops
down. She ain’t afraid of no alley, She’s too cool to be
scared, |
Streetlight shines off her earrings, She got a razor hid up in her
hair. Park my Harley on a side street, Wait for her in the dark, When she
turns the corner struttin’, Every dog in the alley starts to bark. |