I’m a Cadillac tramp at the end of his road

A swap meet rat who’s sittin’ on gold yeah baby

I’m a guitar gangster without a tune

I’m the baseball bat that’s waiting to swing

Your loan shark friend with the broken knees yeah baby

I’m a penthouse pauper with nothing to do

I’m the high rollin’ creep that’s in too deep

With the slicked back hair and the silver teeth yeah baby

I’m a vagabond king with a stolen crown

I’m a jailhouse poet, a genius, a fool

I’m the pimp who’s lost his cool yeah baby

I’ve got first class taste in a second class town