China silk, tell me what you think about that
On the black market, hanging 'round the racetrack
Sugar smack bitch, seen your face on pay-per-view
Or maybe at the drive-through, nothing new
Dream hard, it could be you
Baby, if your smile is white enough
Then you might make the grade
After a while you'll end up
Choking down that razor blade
I know I took the low road
And I know I took the low road
China silk on the ruby lips of imperfection
It's a common underestimation made in this profession
So you learn to play a couple cover songs
Then it won't be very long - there's no way we can go wrong -
Right?
Baby, if your smile is white enough
Then you might make the grade
After a while you'll end up
Choking down that razor blade
I know I took the low road
And I know I took the low road
Float to T.L to play in the snow
It doesn't snow on the West Coast
I lost you along the road -
My China silk, where did you go?
Whoa-oh!
Silk, I never wanted you to go
But I found out later there was much I did not know
This girl is like a paper cut on my mind
She never leaves me alone.