Wearing flash pants and her street walker shoes   Walking down town with a pocket full of blues   She's the one you want so much   She's the one you can, you can never touch      Here comes Annalee   Annalee, yeah   Here comes Annalee      Standing on the corner you see her cutting a deal   Windows rolled down you can't believe she's for real   She's the one, it ain't no joke   She's got lips, lips just like cherry coke      Here comes Annalee   Annalee, yeah   Here comes Annalee      Annalee, yeah   Here comes Annalee   Annalee, yeah   Annalee, yeah   Annalee, yeah