I watch a man sitting down by the park.
The flashy suit manufactured by the makers.
He's got a pen and he circles an add.
It maked him laugh 'cos he's reading dirty papers.
2-6-5-8-0
She doesn't know but she's getting his call.
He's talking straight but he wants it in a strange way.
He combs her hair doesn't worry at all.
He could be mad but it's just another pay day.
A. R. 2-6-5-8-0 (3)
Oh, dial it if you want to know me. [End of A.]
She likes to live on the poor side of town.
She's chacking down with a guy from West Guiana.
The boys around always look at the ground.
Oh, what they'd give for a night with that piranha.
[Repeat A.]
She doesn't have to make her money that way.
She such a pretty young girl.
I guess they love it 'cos you hear when they stay.
The cry oh, oh, oh.
This guy arrives looking scared as a rat.
He needs her love but he wants it like a brother.
Three hours later he crawls out on his knees.
She's laughing loud 'cos he's calling for his mother.
