Wearing flash pants and her street walker shoes
Walking down town with a pocket full of blues
She's the one you want so much
She's the one you can, you can never touch
Here comes Annalee
Annalee, yeah
Here comes Annalee
Standing on the corner you see her cutting a deal
Windows rolled down you can't believe she's for real
She's the one, it ain't no joke
She's got lips, lips just like cherry coke
Here comes Annalee
Annalee, yeah
Here comes Annalee
Annalee, yeah
Here comes Annalee
Annalee, yeah
Annalee, yeah
Annalee, yeah
