I was a long way from home, on the streets of shame,   Where the women in cages play any kind of game.   That's when I saw her, and I looked into her eyes -   I don't speak the language, but I sure see the merchandise.   Oh, what could I say? I was hot for you.   When you walk that way, what's a man supposed to do?    Tell me where I draw the line, let me have it one more time.      She was a sight, she had a ring right through her nose.   A feeling came over me from my head right down to my toes.   Must have been the voodoo, or that trickery,   Like something in a movie by rico fellini.   Oh, what could I say? I was hot for you.   When you walk that way, what's a man supposed to do?    Tell me where I draw the line, let me have it one more time.      Black halter, walk the streets of shame. (repeat four times)      Well, I think she knew by now that I was no saint.   Is this the holy cow, waiting 'till I retain?    Left her angel line-up - I was begging her for more.   Standing on the concrete, I'm going to break down the door.   Oh, what could I do? I was hot for you.   When you walk that way, what's a man supposed to do?    Tell me where I draw the line, let me have it one more time.      Black halter, walk the streets of shame. (repeat and fade)