Dirty Streets

Little by little
You slide from the light
Down in a dark part of town
You’re here for the night

You’re too weary now
To put up a fight
She'll lead you to the underground
Of dirty delights
Way too late to turn back now

They call her angel
Red leather, jet - black hair
Cool as the devil
And you will follow her anywhere
Deep in this heartless city
You go on down these dirty streets

Strange - looking people
They give you the strangest looks
Talk about evil
This is the lady who wrote the book

You'll get a wild side welcome
You’re gonna love these dirty streets

* (Better watch your step)
Dirty streets
(Try to keep your head)
Dirty streets
(Better watch your step)
Dirty streets
(Try to keep your head)

Before your angel
Down on your knees
You'll never leave these dirty streets