St. Teresa Lyrics

She down on the corner, Just a little crime
When I make my money, Got to get my dime
She down with her baby, Wind is full of trash
She bold as a street light, dark and sweet as hash.
Way down in the hollow, Lea - vin so soon.
Oh, St. Ter - e - sa, Higher than the moon.
Reach down for the sweet stuff, Way she looks at me.
I know any man sees you like I see,
Follow down the side street, Move in single file- she said
Thats where Ill hold you, sleepin like a child
Just what I been needin, Feel it rise in me- she said
Every stone a story, like a rosary
Corner St. Teresa, Just a little crime.
When I make my money, Got to get my dime.
You crawled up in the sky, You crawled up in the clouds
Is there something you for-got to tell me, Tell Me,
Tell me, Tell Me, Tell Me, Tell Me-
Show me my Teresa, Feel it rise in me
Every stone a sto - ry, like a rosa - ry.