Come On Sister

Six in the morning, the men started working

I can't sleep, no, I can't sleep

I keep feeling the lights so I think I should get up and call you

Gonna find you

And it's fun thinking of you like a movie star

And it's dumb thinking of you like the way that you are

Everyone loves you, the boy in the corner

The postman, the policeman

It does me no good to keep looking ahead

At your future adoration

And it's fun thinking of you like a movie star

And it's dumb thinking of you like the way that you were

Every moment like a sudden pleasure

Every moment that will get you by

And it's gonna cause a crisis

Might just lose a little faith

I've seen all kinds of strangers, the rich and the famous

They don't count, no, they don't count

Now I'm back on my beat on the same greasy street

There's an angel on my shoulder

Saying, "Ho, have you ever said an honest word?"

Saying, "Yo, have you ever said a pretty word?"

Every moment like a sudden pleasure

Every moment that will get you by

And it's going to cause a crisis

Might just lose a little faith

Don't touch me

If you touch me, you can never go back

Faith

Come on, sister, have a drink

Have a seat at the bar

Tell me all about your men

And your hopes and the hours of your life

You could love

After all that's what you're looking for

You can love

It's a currency unspoken of

But it's hard to form a good opinion

If you're going to look at me that way

And it's going to cause a crisis

Might just lose a little faith

Don't touch me

If you touch me, you can never go back

Faith

Come on, sister, have a drink

Have a seat at the bar

Tell me all about your men

And your hopes and the hours of your life