Lyrics
Ooh
Ooh
Well, there comes Lola, out of control-a
She just loves those rhythm and blues
And Miss Ivy will be arriving
In leopard skin tights she's willing to cruise
It's a fiend scene and it happens 'bout once a week
So fork over some bread, it'll do your head to get low down in the street
Ooh
There's Jimmy and Jojo, there's Kim and Keith
Way outside the eyes of cool
And sweet MB, and there's little GB
Everybody wants to be their fool
It's a fiend scene and it happens here every week
So fork over some bread, it'll do your head to get low down in the street
Ooh
Some nights are lonely, some nights are lazy
But ain't nobody try and slip away
They'll make you loose, they'll make you crazy
Know what I mean, what you say, what you say
It's a fiend scene and it happens 'bout once a week
So roam on in, and it ain't no sin to get low down in the street
