Creature Feature

Lonely street at 4 a.m. beat up Ford in the splashing rain
Looking for some kind of game to fight the sleepless night away…
"Sweaty hands, dirty man" is spit by some
'Creature Feature' that's what I've become, m, m, more, more…

I see a squirming pair in doorway fast going by my 3rd repass
Peeping Tom just creeping past straining ears for panting gasps…
"Sweaty hands, dirty man" is spit by some
'Creature Feature' that's what I've become, m, m, more, more…

Garden walls wet strung out clothes moonshine moist on panty hose
Scat those cats in their noisy throes move me from my furtive pose…
"Sweaty hands, dirty man" is spit by some
'Creature Feature' that's what I've become, m, m, more, more…

I play my game while swingers play & daisy chain their lives away
Those same fresh faces by the day pass me by & I hear 'em say…
"Sweaty hands, dirty man", is spit, spit by some,
'Creature Feature' that's what I've become, m, m, more, more…

Lonely street at 4 a.m., beat up Ford in the splashing rain
Looking for some kind of game to fight the sleepless night away…
"Sweaty hands, dirty man", is spit by some,
'Creature Feature' that's what I've become, m, m, more…
It's a lonely street — 4 a.m…