When the wind is crawlin'

At y'r basement floor

And the rats are runnin' round

Tryin' to get underheath y'r chamber door

When I smell the...

On y'r sweatstained street

And I see this french chick

Lickin' my speed

When the snow is wettin'

My old wooden chair

And the crabs are runnin' round

In my pubic hair

When y'r bubblegum is stickin'

In my pubic hair

When all my old sollicitors

Come around, only needles for a pay

And all me brandnew visitors

Only have spoons to give away

All my precious pleasures

You took away with all your charms

And all my so called treasures

Made a strainer of my arms

Damn this cruel december

Days shift into nights

I wish I could remember

How you drifted from my sight

Anything I can think of

It never seems enough

I make friends with y'r daddy

I make friends with y'r dog

Just to get you let me back in y'r love

Just to get you let me back in y'r love