When I make my money  got to get my dime
 Sit down with her baby  wind is full of trash
 She bold as the street light  dark and sweet as hash
 Way down in the hollow  leavin' so soon
 Oh  St. Teresa  higher than the moon
 Reach down for the sweet stuff  when she looks at me
 I know any man sees you like I see
 Follow down the side street movin' single file
 She say...
 That's where I'll hold you, sleeping like a child
 Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon
 Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon
 Just what I've been needin', feel it rise in me
 She say...
 Every stone a story, like a rosary
 Corner St. Teresa, just a little crime
 When I make my money, got to get my dime
 Way down in the hollow, leavin' so soon
 Oh, St. Teresa, higher than the moon
 You called up in the sky
 You called up in the clouds
 Is there something you forgot to tell me...
 tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me, tell me
 Show me my Teresa, feel it rise in me
 Every stone a story, like a rosary