love is a lot like landsdowne street
the h and the k, the way we get with every guy that we 
meet
it's pretty sweet, always find someplace to get some 
sleep
sometimes we sleep with sheiks, sometimes we sleep with 
the straight-up freaks
roll around with such tweaky creeps

down by the docks we pull the rocks from their socks
they pulled the six from their shoes, spilled the blues 
on his hatband 
he's in a rock band, they're called the wristband, and 
they're sluggin out in clubland
the dancer overdid it with the liquid tan, love to talk 
about the liquid tan
she said didn't know you did it too i knew you did a 
little distribution
we're all just sitting dreaming and applyin cream on 
our abrasions

sometimes we sleep with stars, we get off in fancy cars
mostly it's 3-2 bars and scars and tar
sometimes it's so wide open, rollin on the floor and 
moanin for me
the floosy gangsters, the gangster floozies
so concerned to learn that movies are just movies
the bitchy rock bands, the rock band bitches
hitched to the hits and the misses gettin hitched to 
all those 
scumbags on the junk jags and the rock rags
the scumbags on the junk jags and the rock rags
scumbags, junk jags and the rock rags
and the scumbags on the junk jags and the rock rags
we're the jet lag
we're the dime bags
we're the scumbags on the junk jags in the rock rags
we're the scumbags on the junk jags in the rock rags