my old man is a bad man, but i can't deny the way he holds my hand. and he grabs me, he has me by my heart. he doesn't mind i have a las vegas past. he doesn't mind I have a l.a crass way about me, he loves with every beat of his cocaine heart.
swimming pool, glimmering darling, white bikini off with my red nail polish. watch me in the swimming pool. bright blue ripples, you sittin' sippin' on your black cristal.
light of my life, fire of my loins. be a good baby, do what i want.
my old man is, a tough man, but he got a soul as sweet as blood red jam. and he shows me, he knows me, every inch of my tar black soul. he doesn't mind I have a flat, broke-down life. in fact he says he thinks it's why he might like about me, admires me the way i roll like a rolling stone.
likes to watch me in the glass room, bathroom, chateau marmont. slippin' on my red dress, putting on my make up. glass room, perfume, cognac, lilac, fumes, says it feels like heaven to him.
light of his life, fire of his loins. keep me forever, tell me you own me.
my old man is a thief, and i'm gonna stay and pray with him 'til the end. but i trust in the decision of the lord, to watch over us. take him when me may, if he may. i'm not afraid to say that i'd die without him. who else is gonna put up with me this way. i need you, i breathe you, i'd never leave you. they would rue the day, i was alone without you.
you're lying with your gold chain on cigar hanging from your lips. i said "hon' you never looked so beautiful as you do now my man"
because i'm crazy, baby. i need you to come here and save me. i'm your little scarlet, starlet. singing in the garden. kiss me on my open mouth. ready for you.
you are my one true love.