And if the people stare
For the good life is out there somewhere
No, it's not like any other love
I'll probably never see you again
And I really don't care
But I know my luck too well
We can go wherever we please
And I really don't care
Then the people stare
So stay on my arm, you little charmer
Then the people stare
I'll fight to the last breath
And if the people stare
Oh, I really don't know
Oh, I really don't know
Kiss my shades
So, hand in glove I stake my claim
Yes, we may be hidden by rags
Yes, we may be hidden by rags
How near you stand to me
I'll fight to the last breath
But we've something they'll never have
But we've something they'll never have
Hand in glove
And I'll probably never see you again
Yes, I know my luck too well
Hand in glove
If they dare touch a hair on your head
Hand in glove
The sun shines out of our behinds
The good people laugh
Kiss my shades
This one is different because it's us
And everything depends upon
