she's stone cold bush yea. and baby that's alright. she's stone cold bush yea. and that's alright with me. get up off your knees come on walk with me. tell me what you need to get along. a statue come to live. i cut you with my knife. bleeding to the tune of dolly dagger. she's stone cold bush. she's stone cold bush. yea yea yea yea yea. haight street got nothing to show. except the skirt on your ass. when you're livin' on the streets. you've got to let it roll. get on with what you've got. aw everybody knows that it's alright. you've got no secrets to tell. but when you smoke that rock and suck that gut. you do it oh so well. she's stone cold bush. she's stone cold bush. she's stone cold bush yea. and baby that's alright. she's stone cold bush yea. and that's alright with me. she's got marble eyes. sweet china doll her thighs. an animal in pain she starts to cry. her pipes are open wide. she blows more than my mind. echo sounds of soul. time after time. she's stone cold bush. she's stone cold bush.