Verse 1: She's so damn fine Not superstitious but she knows her sign She knows champagne but were sipping wine She's drinking for a better way to cross
Spending my time on a girl I know And she keeps me clean A first-rate whore knocking at my door Yeah I miss pristine A French maid, get paid, touch the
The girls I used to chase round Were nothing but looks Never cared bout the news I follow Or my favorite books Then I met you And you showed me
There are a lot of lonely people who will sleep in the city tonight, tonight. and even lining up outside the club for a love that is right, is right
Out on the street, he's a big star wearin' khakis We love his style, he's so tasteful, so classy He still loves you, Cause he's above you He'll
