Hang it up Sailor 

Your flag ship it burns

And it burns and it burns 

You took the straight road 

You just missed the turn, 

You're out of gas out of gas 



Put on the red shoes 

A white knuckle ride 

She's been denied deep inside, 

And I've got a crack whores dreams upon my tail

Sweet love for sale love for sale  

I just want to ride in your car 



I've got a back street style to pay the rent, 

I'm on my knees give me keys 

And I've got a gun but the rents already spent 

I'm out of cash out of cash 

And I've got a crackwhores dream upon my tail 

Sweet Love for sale love for sale 

I just want to ride in your car, 

She gets colder