Shopping In the Night

Shopping In the Night 

Look at those prostitutes, can’t believe my eyes 
Like visions from an Arbus postcard 
Pumped up titties, turbo-charged asses 
Always some exaggeration takes me by surprise 

That one looks saucy, and that one’s real tough 
She looks like she thinks that I could never get enough 
Twelve piercings, at least that I can see 
But no one on the sidewalk has anything for me 

‘Cause I want somethin' special 
Somethin’ just so right 
Somethin’ I can feel when I close my eyes tight 
That’s what makes it difficult 
Shopping in the night 

Out on the streets of the world and in the shopping malls 
They’re drilling deep, maybe strike some crude 
Give me hope, or a taste of power 
Make me irresistible, come decorate my walls 

You see it in the product, you see it in the girls 
Too many features, way too many curls 
Shiny skin, and muscles real firm 
But always something’s missing in the heart of everything 

Yes I want somethin' special 
Somethin’ just so right 
Somethin’ I can love with all of my might 
That’s what makes it difficult 
Shopping in the night 

Okay, I’ve got a penis 
I am a man like all the rest 
Wouldn’t mind a little action 
If it didn’t cost me much 
But I’ve got sensibilities 
That can’t be overlooked 
And that’s what keeps me goin' 
Searching in the night 

I want something special 
Somethin’ oh so right 
Somethin’ just for me when I close my eyes tight 
Somethin’ to love with all of my might 
That’s what makes it difficult 
Shopping in the night 
Hard to find and hard to hold on 
Shopping in the night