red pants and the sugarman in, the temple street gloom, drinkin´ chivas
regal in a four dollar room, just another dead soldier in a powder blue night,
sugarman says baby everything´s alright, goin´ downtown down downtown.

montclaire de havelin doin´ the st. vitus dance, lookin´ for someone to chop
the lumber in his pants, how am i gonna unload all of this ice and all this
mink, all the traffic in the street but it´s so hard to think, goin´ downtown
down downtown.

frankie´s wearin´ lipstick pierre cardin, i swear to god i seen him holdin´
hands with jimmy bond, sally´s high on crank and hungry for some sweets, she´s
fem in the sheets but she´s butch in the streets, goin´ downtown down
downtown.

it´s the cool of the evening the sun´s goin´ down, i want to hold you in my
arms i want to push you around, i want to break your bottle and spill out all
your charms, come on baby we´ll set off all the burglar alarms, goin´ downtown
down downtown.

red pants and the sugarman in the temple, drinkin´ chivas regal in a four
dollar room, just another dead soldier in a powder blue night, red pants turns
to sugarman and says everything´s alright, goin´ downtown down downtown.