"Parisienne High Heels" lyrics - STREETWALKERS

Watching you strut down, town on a sidewalk, on the west side
Carrying a switchback, blade and your talkback, contraption's a snide
Parisienne high heels reflects on the car wheels, reflecting a ride.

You're out on the street, walking work hustling meat for your man hanging 'round
He likes his cool suits from your ass shaking loot, that man he ain't proud
He's ready to rip-off, he heard from a tip-off of an easy, easy shake down
He heard from a tip-off of an easy shake down.

(Mother of pearl) who harbours the girls
(Father of time) who collects every dime
(Sisters of mercy) oh, showing a heresy
(Son of a bitch) he won't see it that way
When you're standing on corners, trying to look horny
Glance for a John who's ready to pay.

Hey, ha!

It's fight for your rights, a few yards in the night just for making ends meet
Got your man watching over, case some strange interloper decides it's for free
He knows all the tricks and he's in there so quick, it'd knock your ass right into the street
So it'd knock your ass right into the street.

(Mother of pearl) who harbours the girls
(Father of time) who collects every dime
(Sisters of mercy) oh, showing a heresy
(Son of a bitch) he won't see it that way
When you're standing on corners, trying to look horny
Glance for a John who's ready to pay.

Mother of pearl who harbours the girls, yeah
Father of time who collects every dime, yeah
Sisters of mercy, showing a new way
Son of a bitch he won't see it that way, no no no
When you're standing on corners trying to look horny, oh yeah yeah yeah
Glance for a John who's ready to pay.