Sign the contract treaty, They won't know what to think about us sweety, Put those bright lights in a jar of our very own.

On the streets with a little love, Walk the walk with a little red dove, blue cape, Save our city.

Fill our bags up with booty, They won't know what to think about us, cutie, We'll be the heroes of the sidewalks in our town.

You're my idea of a lady, Hold onto my bootstraps, baby, And drag me around by your ponytail.

You wear that dress just like a new glove, I can tell in your eyes it's like a [bad word] love, Light the candle in the streetlight and let [bad word] 

We buy the mallrats money, They won't know what to think about us, honey, They live a rougher live than we, Cause they're on their own.

Your my idea of a lady, Hold onto my bootstraps, baby, Drag me around by your ponytail.

Fill our bags up with booty, They won't know what to think about us, cutie, We'll be the heros of the sidewalks in our town.

You're my idea of a lady, Hold onto my bootstraps, baby, And drag me around by your ponytail.

We're on a roll tonight, So drag me around by your ponytail.

We're on a roll tonight, So drag me around by your ponytail.