 Like a jungle sometimes It makes me wonder How I keep from going under Standing on the front stoop Hanging out the window Watching all the cars go by Roaring as the breeze is blown A crazy lady Living in a bag Eating out of garbage pails Used to be a fag Had sex and that's the tangle Skipped the life and dangle Was a gone princess Seemed to lost her senses Down at the peep show Watching all the creeps So she could tell her stories Took the girls back home She went to the city And got so, so sedated She had to get a pimp She couldn't make it on her own Don't push me