Lyrics: Skip Battin, Kim Fowley
Music: Skip Battin, Kim Fowley
Shining like a light bulb
In the San Francisco fog
She makes her way down the sidewalk
Walkin' with her guard dog
Here comes a sailor
With money in his hands
You knows he wants to pay her
But he doesn't, he doesn't understand
Chorus
She's Neon Rose with the frozen nose
Only out for fun
Neon Rose who always glows
A lady with the gun
Blazing like a bonfire
On a chilly winter night
Headed for the city bank
With a load of dynamite
Here comes a soldier
In a dented rented car
He wants to hold her
But he's no gangster superstar
[chorus]
Never get married, never secretary
Too bright to be tied down
The streets at night are your delight
With easy money all around
Easy money all around
Hey, you are burnin' like a baseball
On a Thursday painted blue
Don't you just have that old feeling, baby
That you know someone's watching you
Here comes your mama
It's time, baby, it's time to go to school
Just another wasted night
Hey baby, dreaming you're so cool
[chorus]
[chorus]
New Riders Recordings | ||||
Date | Album | |||
1974 | Brujo |