Nice Girl - Samson

Prawling round with beady eyes

Mr. Undercover

Late night brawls, street lights call

He don’t need a lover

Misunderstood by womanhood

Mortgage is a millstone

Think of lies and alibis

To cover up at home

Are you alright girl, for tonight girl

Just give a little.

I’ll give a lot

Are you a nice girl, just-the-type girl

You’ve got the drug and I need a shot

Seedy hotels, crooked motels

Short-time letch, a special

Twilight-life as a ten minute wife

All so artificial

Rejected, maligned by all mankind

Hypocrictic bullshit

Tell me who’s rich, now who’s the bitch

Keep that red light lit

Are you alright girl, for tonight girl

Just give a little.

I’ll give a lot

Are you a nice girl, just-the-type girl

You’ve got the drug and I need a shot

When the men come to town

When they’re looking in the bars

And they’re crawling in the cars

And they lay they’re money down

When the men come to play

When their business day was done

And they’re looking for some fun

You take their money and you blow them away

Are you alright girl, for tonight girl

Just give a little.

I’ll give a lot

Are you a nice girl, just-the-type girl

You’ve got the drug and I need a shot

Are you alright girl, for tonight girl

Just give a little.

I’ll give a lot

Are you a nice girl, just-the-type girl

You’ve got the drug and I need a shot

Are you alright girl, for tonight girl

Just give a little.

I’ll give a lot

Are you a nice girl, just-the-type girl

You’ve got the drug and I need a shot