Red pants and the sugar-man in the temple street gloom Drinkin' Chivas Regal in a four dollar room Just another dead soldier in a powder blue night Sugar-man said baby everything's alright Goin' downtown, downtown town Goin' down downtown Montclaire de Havelin doin' the St. Vitus dance Lookin' for someone to chop the lumber in his pants How am I gonna unload all of this ice and all this mink All the traffic in the street but it's so hard to think Goin' downtown downtown town I'm goin' down downtown Frankie's wearin' lipstick Pierre Cardin I swear to god I seen him holdin' hands with Jimmy Bond Sally's high on crank and hungry for some sweets Fem in the sheets but she's butch in the streets Goin' downtown downtown town I'm goin' down downtown It's the cool of the evening the sun's goin' down And I hold you in my arms, want to push you all around I want to break your bottle, babe, and spill out all your charms Come on now, set off all the burglar alarms Goin' downtown downtown town I'm goin' down downtown ♪ Red pants and the sugar-man in the temple street gloom Drinkin' Chivas Regal in a four dollar room Just another dead soldier in a powder blue night Red pants turns to sugar-man and says everything's alright Goin' downtown downtown town Goin' down downtown