This poor child was standin' on a corner when Up walked this woman and looked him all over I had on my city duds my one and only suit This fox picked me out and told me I was cute I said you're cute too without further adieu She said for fifty dollars I'll make love to you I knew I'd have to buy more than the juice Then she grabbed me and turned me every way but loose She was a real fine looker, fifty dollar hooker All night cooker, a happy hooker?... She can understand, the needs of a lonely man. I don't usually like to buy it but didn't slow down to pay.