Sweet Thing
It's safe in the city to love in a doorwayTo strangle some screams from the dawnAnd isn't it me, putting pain in a stranger?Like a portrait in flesh, who trails on a leashWill you see that I'm scared and I'm lonely?So I'll break up my room, and yawn and IRun to the centre of thingsWhere the knowing one says:
"Boys, boys, its a sweet thingBoys, boys, its a sweet thing, sweet thingIf you want it, boys, get it here, thenFor hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing"
I'm glad that you're older than meMakes me feel important and freeDoes that make you smile, isn't that me?I'm in your way, and I'll steal every momentIf this trade is a curse, then I'll bless youAnd turn to the crossroads of hamburgers, and
"Boys, boys, its a sweet thingBoys, boys, its a sweet thing, sweet thingIf you want it, boys, get it here, thenFor hope, boys, is a cheap thing, cheap thing"