She can dance
When she walks down the street
Seems to float through the air
Like in a real good dream
Dark brown skin
This angel blues just under six
Feet tall now
And never sings the blues
Got to go, got to get away
Got to go, go, go, go, go
Before it's too late
Walked into my life
Around quarter to three
She ain't no angel you know
And it's getting to me
With a dirty little smile
And these eyes of blue
I'm telling you honey
This ain't no good for you
Got to go, got to get away
Got to go, go, go, go, go
Before it's too late
Now it's a quarter to six
And the sun begins to shine
You just woke yourself up
You start work at nine
You told yourself before a million times
This ain't no good for you
Got to go, got to get away
Got to go, go, go, go, go
Before it's too late
She said, walk this way, etc