I think I´ll go down to the River I think I´ll dangle all my hooks I think I like the way she´s hungry I think I like the way she looks Nothing seems to last
I´m painting on the past Nothing seems to last I´m painting on the past You´re just like all the rest Girl you ain´t the first And you certainly ain´t the last I think I´ll roll down to the city I think I´ll wear my leather boots I think I like the way she´s tying I really love the way she looks Nothing seems to last