Paroles de Painted Lover

Street wise, smooth thighs, dress for your pleasure Your old man says, "Young man, stand and deliver" She just wants that hard stash, hot from your pocket, She don't need your credit card So shove it, if you've got it. Sailing on her waterbed Side by side and head to head Painted love, painted love, painted lover Painted love, painted love, painted lover Pin striped city tyke has a soft underbelly, He's transfixed by the heel clicks And he ducks down the alley Silken legs stiletto spurred Pulls you in to make you hers