A little low on cash

But I'm high on luck

I want to be your knight

in shining pick-up truck

With a Chevy for my summer home

Let's get the party started

It's looking like the city towed

my other apartment...

Got a doorbell sign says

"Bring it or don't ring it"

She's the woman... Fate is my pimp

But she was cool

Says "If you're doin' business with me honey,

what does that make you?"

Some Casablanca gin joint

You're a nervous wreck

Your IQ plummets fourteen points

Her thunder thong

around your neck

The song ain't dirty

It's really just the way I sing it.

She's the woman... She wanted something to regret

Tomorrow morning

This suburban garage-a-tois

Was worth exploring

Yes, dreams come true

But what remains to be seen

By the time mine usually do

In no longer me

She had a doorbell sign that said

"You better bring it or don't ring it"

She's the woman...