"Street Walkin' Woman" lyrics

A low-down low, a roll-on roll
A lower than the bottom ever is
A graveyard cage, it came out last
A money-makin' monkey she can kick

She had her heart, knees her boss
A low random mama, alright

She got no damn views for two tall blues
She got a better reason not to cry
She bought them holes and the sole of her shoe
One went wonderin' about to lose

Yeah, the woman, woo!
The ol' street walkin' woman

Old mama land
Oh, why you're kind?
You wanna treat a lady like a whore
You search your stuff away so much
You never get enough for one more

You're lot alike to devil girl
You shake your fist at a man

You got a long horn, right?
Screwed up so tight
To you, don't even have to give a damn
You shape to break every man you meet
Then swear it's on for goodness' sake

Make me want some, woo!
Some ol' street walkin' woman
Walk on woman
Swing your curves and shake that ass

(Woo!)