Through the haze and the fog here she comes
And she's not like the others
On a busy street where you can't tell apart
Hipsters from hookers

Come on down, come on down, come on down
Buckle up, take a seat, take your crown
Hold my hand through the dangerous side of this town
'Cause you've just met the king of these clows

On a purple dress, my damsel in distress
On a purple dress, my damsel in distress

Scantily clad on an armor of faith
That's how she made through the summer
On a twist of fate, tied down to the tracks
Crying out for your mother

Come on down, come on down, come on down
And don't bother trying to figure out
Why you've been laying down your love
On the counter of a pawn shop
While mine's in the lost and found

On a purple dress, my damsel in distress
On a purple dress, my damsel in distress

Come on down, come on down, come on down