Carmalita's in the doorway, with her hand on her hip

Smilin' at all the boys as they shuffle on by

She makes a lot of money with a brand new trick

They come in from all over just to give her a try

Give her try



She doesn't seem to notice, that she's being bled

The streetlights throw shadow lovers onto her bed

She doesn't seem to notice that she is being bled

If this is living then you're better off dead



Ooh ooh la la la la la

Ooh ooh ohh, better off dead

Ooh ooh la la la la la



Lupe, Lupe gets more crazy as the moon gets full

She papered all the walls with the NY Times

She thinks that she is the Queen reborn of the Nile

Swears at all the people as they walk on by

Walk on by



The streetlights throw shadow lovers onto her bed

No one ever understand a single word she says

The street lights throw shadow lovers onto her bed

If this is living then you're better off dead



Ooh ooh la la la la la

Ooh ooh ohh, better off dead

Ooh ooh la la la la la



Well they've got every kind of remedy to make you feel right

Pills and thrills in every shape and size

You scramble up your brain in cocktail shaker

And throw it out the window for a big surprise, big surprise



Wake up in the morning, nothing left in your head

If this is livin', you're better off dead



Ooh ooh la la la la la

Ooh ooh ohh, better off dead

Ooh ooh la la la la la



If this is livin', you're better off dead

If this is livin'

If this is livin', you're better off dead