A low-down low, a roll-on roll A lower than the bottom ever is A graveyard cage, it came out last A money-makin' monkey she can kick She had her heart, knees her boss A low random mama, alright She got no damn views for two tall blues She got a better reason not to cry She bought them holes and the sole of her shoe One went wonderin' about to lose Yeah, the woman, woo! The ol' street walkin' woman Walk on woman Old mama land Oh, why you're kind? You wanna treat a lady like a whore You search your stuff away so much You never get enough for one more You're lot alike to devil girl You shake your fist at a man You got a long horn, right? Screwed up so tight To you, don't even have to give a damn You shape to break every man you meet Then swear it's on for goodness' sake Make me want some, woo! Some ol' street walkin' woman Walk on woman Swing your curves and shake that ass (Woo!)