Well I was standing at the junction
Trying to kill some time
She was sitting high on a bar stool
Drinking some cheap red wine
I asked how she was doing
She said she was doing fine
When she asked me for a cigarette
I recognised the signs

Well I knew just what she wanted
And I swear it wasn't love
She just needed something to keep her head above [bad word] and highwater

Try and make it through the night [bad word] and highwater
Sometimes it's hard to keep your head above [bad word] and highwater
Sometimes it don't feel right [bad word] and highwater
Well the girl's just trying to keep her head above [bad word] and highwater

rainy night at a station
In an old half way hotel
The kind of place to make you feel
One stop away from [bad word] Where the angels meet the drifters
Where many strong men fell
I asked her if she had a name
She said call me Jezebel

Well I knew just what she wanted
And I swear it wasn't love
She just needed something to keep her head above [bad word] and highwater

Try and make it through the night [bad word] and highwater
Sometimes it's hard to keep your head above [bad word] and highwater
Sometimes it don't feel right [bad word] and highwater
Well the girl's just trying to keep her head above [bad word] and highwater

I picked up my suitcase
I was heading for the door
When a voice behind with a scarlet smile
Said honey you'll be back for more

I knew just what she wanted
And I swear it wasn't love
She just needed something to keep her head above
 [bad word] and highwater

Try and make it through the night [bad word] and highwater
Sometimes it's hard to keep your head above [bad word] and highwater
Sometimes it don't feel right [bad word] and highwater
Well the girl's just trying to keep her head above [bad word] and highwater