MOG

Goin' downtown, downtown, town
Sugarman says, "Baby, everything's alright"
Goin' downtown, downtown, town
I swear to God, I seen him holdin' hands with Jimmy Bond
Red Pants turn to Sugarman and says, "Everything's alright"

Goin' down, downtown
Lookin' for someone to chop the lumber in his pants
Montclaire de Havelin doin' the St.Vitus dance
Sally's high on crank and hungry for some sweets
Fem in the sheets but she butch in the streets

Goin' downtown, downtown, town

Are drinkin' Chivas Regal in a four dollar room

Goin' downtown, downtown, town
I want to break your bottle and spill out all your charms
Frankie wearin' lipstick, Pierre Cardin
Goin' down, downtown
Goin' down, downtown
Come on baby, we'll set off all the burglar alarms
Just another dead soldier in a powder blue night
Just another dead soldier in a powder blue night

Red Pants and the Sugarman in the temple street gloom
Goin' downtown, downtown, town
All the traffic in the streets but it's so hard to think
It's cool of the evening, the sun's goin' down
Goin' down, downtown

Want to hold you in my arms, I want to push you around
How am I gonna unload all this ice and all this mink?