Dawn came sneaking like a skinny snake The harder they go the harder I ache Get so high, got so low Somebody tell me 'bout this debt I owe
West side bomber looked like a comer Looked like I'll be back at school Put two on the nose and look how she goes Little trained squeeze look like a fool, rock on, time was gone
And I'm gone, stone gone Said you can forget about me And I'm gone, stone gone
Working girls just trying to get ahead Somebody's bound to end up dead And honey you better stop coming down on me On me, stop, jump street
Sally comes creeping at the break of dawn Can't figure out whose side I'm on Moma comes back like a ringing a bell Knows a good thing and she knows it well
Enough left alone, wish your mama had kept you at home Wish your mama had kept the evidence Worrying about the Feds has crucified me for dead She wish I was dead, well, I wish I was dead
But I'm gone, stone gone Strong as I can be I'm gone, stone gone
Don't look much like a Saturday night Honey don't look for those flashing lights But baby you'd better stop coming down on me Stop coming down, I don't need it Stop coming down on me, oww, jump street
And I'm gone, stone gone You can forget about me, yeah I'm gone, stone gone, so long
Working girls just trying to get ahead Somebody's bound to end up dead Honey, you better stop coming down on me Stop your coming down, stop coming down on me, yeah Stop coming down on me, look out funk
Jump street, I've been down this way You been a fool again Jump street don't make a fool Rag time girls can never touch the spot Little uptown girls
Compositores: David F Frank Paich, William Scaggs ECAD: Obra #5030941 Fonograma #44334000