All over this town. Yes a low wind may blow. And I can see through everybodys clothes. With no reason. to hide these words I feel. And no reason. to talk about the books I read. but still I do. That's Cuz I'm a. Sister I'm a. All over this town. Along this way. outside the prison gates. I love the romance of crime. and I wonder. Does anybody feel the same way I do?. And is evil just something you are. Or something you do?. Sister I'm a. Sister I'm a. All over this town. All over this town. they pull over. In there citron vans. not to shake your hand. With meths on their breaths. And you with youth on your side. Oh no no no. waiting at the lights. (but not this time). But now I'm a. Sister I'm a. All over this town