Well the cold has a hard time finding me
Unlike some folks I know
Yeah all the men down in Union Square
Are worried about the snow
[Bridge 1]
'Cause when your pockets fill with dollar bills your heart forgets to eat
It's a wicked thing, it owns this street
[Verse 2]
So fix your boots or take me home says quick Monique the freak
I need an easy dollar are you trick or are you treat
If she was six teeth younger and I had half a mind
You know I'd carry her away from that wicked thing outside
[Verse 3]
Oh well I saw a carried bundle
That had fingers eyes and toes
As a father of deception
I have never raised a soul
[Bridge 2]
It's a purchase capture second hand and cherished more than gold
It's a shelter from the wicked thing that wanders in the night
[Verse 4]
Oh yeah so fix your boots or take me home says quick Monique the freak
Oh yeah I need an easy dollar are you trick or are you treat
Oh if she was six teeth younger and I had half a mind
You know I'd carry her away from that wicked thing outside
[Outro]
The water on the dirty streets has all but turned to ice
To pave the road for wicked things that wander in the night
[Verse 1] Well the cold has a hard time finding me Unlike some folks I know Yeah all the men down in Union Square Are worried about the snow [Bridge 1] 'Cause when your pockets fill with dollar bills your heart forgets to eat It's a wicked thing, it owns this street [Verse 2] So fix your boots or take me home says quick Monique the freak I need an easy dollar are you trick or are you treat If she was six teeth younger and I had half a mind You know I'd carry her away from that wicked thing outside [Verse 3] Oh well I saw a carried bundle That had fingers eyes and toes As a father of deception I have never raised a soul [Bridge 2] It's a purchase capture second hand and cherished more than gold It's a shelter from the wicked thing that wanders in the night [Verse 4] Oh yeah so fix your boots or take me home says quick Monique the freak Oh yeah I need an easy dollar are you trick or are you treat Oh if she was six teeth younger and I had half a mind You know I'd carry her away from that wicked thing outside [Outro] The water on the dirty streets has all but turned to ice To pave the road for wicked things that wander in the night Explain Request ×
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