i knew a girl from nyc
walked on out on her baby
hitched a ride with her lover
sugar moma, female trucker
they pose like a pair of clothes
and i dont need anymore of those

interlude: G, D, A, E

treated a babe from rocky springs
has a certain way with things
shes free wheelin, open deal
say it once and once with feeling
sit on it mother I aint no witch
you work me up to fever pitch
now some girls are quite obscure and
some boys dont get the truth
they see each smile as an emblem
that promises sex on a sunny day
and theyre trying to make a connection
but dont look up when the sun comes down
dont look up when the sun comes down
dont look up when the sun comes down
dont look up when the sun comes down
dont look up when the sun comes down

outro: G, A

She comes walking down the road
And I know that dogs won’t bark
She comes walking up the stairs
She's tap-tap-tapping on my door

And she’ll make those tears to know that it’s a must
But I go blind and my mouth fills up with dust
(the same as first verse)
Says she’s open like a book
She’s got everything I need
Even wants to take the time
To teach me how to read

(the same as first chorus)
But the ceiling moves on down towards the floor
And soon there’s only room enough for us to crawl

I wanna build her up
Up as tall as a church
Just to watch her
Just to watch her falling down
I can’t see her again
I just can’t see her again
I’ve got to see her again
I’ve got to see her again

She comes walking down the road
With a kaftan in her hands
She comes walking up the stairs
She’s tap-tap-tapping on my door

And she’ll make those tears to know that it’s a must
But I go blind and my bones start to rust

I wanna build her up
Up as tall as a church
Just to watch her
Just to watch her falling down
I can’t see her again
I just can’t see her again
I’ve got to see her again
I’ve got to see her again