Red light mama looking for a ride

There's fire in your loins but you're cold inside

Quiet to the world, that your nights are free

At 50 cents a time understandably

It don't make it



Now, I don't expect you to take my advice

But you can make it easy, just review the price

Cause you're looking awful pretty, and twice as nice to know

Let's get it on, peel it off



Now, where's your cousin Ruby with her jet hot lips

She got lifesaver boobs and 42" hips

Some kind of monster

Those alligator slippers, and thigh-high boots

She works from east to west and deals in blue-veined flutes

It's boogity-boogity



We know that she's a hustler and she's built like a tank

Wears hairnets in her armpits and her breath is rank

She gotta swelled belly and there's money in her bank



Red light mama, red hot

Can't you see what you've got

Red light mama, red hot

Don't you know what you've got



Get it off



I heard about your sister down in Tennessee

In between the sheets she's making history

And don't we want her

Your mother's still in Memphis on a cocaine farm

There's no place left to shoot it in that thing she calls an arm



There ain't no backing out when you're born to lose

You take it as you find it and you pay your dues

She could've made her fortune if she'd stayed and played the blues



Red light mama, red hot

Can't you see what you've got

Red light mama, red hot

Don't you know what you've got