Street corner felines. Street corner felines.

Felines like to strut. Canines like to hunt.

All animals seek companionship.

Ladies walk the pavement. They're looking for a fella who picks them up at night.

Men in limousines out for all these kittens.

Nothing ever lights up this part of the city.

Some guys are friendly. Some guys are very mean.

A girl learns the truth when the lights go off.

Street corner felines. Their hearts off the shelf every day and night.

Street corner felines. Live and die up on this avenue.

Red eye heels and lipstick. A white blouse that's not so very low.

Short skirts show off their business.

She's got a lovely French manicure. Underneath her clothing you can only imagine.

Hey girl, where you going to? Look around you. Come on, there's trouble everywhere.

Hey girl, where you going to? Be careful, baby.

Be careful. Street corner felines.

Cindy ran away as a kid. Her father liked the bottle and throwing fists.

For two years she sold herself as a woman.

She'd buy the train on the avenue, but still she feels the world.

Last week Sally turned up dead. Strangled for a feel and left in the gutter.

This side of the kitten had a gun in her purse, but she wasn't quaking now.

Look out for these lines. This dog is still hungry.

Hey girl, where you going to? Look around you. Come on, there's trouble everywhere.

Hey girl, where you going to? Be careful, baby.

Be careful. Street corner felines.

Street corner felines.

That hides off herself every day and night I see.

Street corner felines.

Just a little girl, live and die up on this avenue.

Street corner felines.

Street corner felines.

Street corner felines.

Street corner felines.

It ain't safe out here, no, no.

No, no, no, no.

It's not good.

Street corner felines.

You're better than this.

Street corner felines.