On the street, people call you a foxy girl, | |
Me, I'm loose, like a golden goose, you can have my juice. | |
Steady on soldier, watch what your doing to my girl, | |
Steady on soldier, watch what your doing to my girl. | |
Electric slim, and the factory hen man, they ain't my kind, | |
At dead of night, like a fiery kite, you've been on my mind. | |
Frozen feet on a winter street, man that ain't your fate, | |
Greased in the sun, California fun, man that's more my style |