Ponsonby Road

It's Saturday night down Ponsonby Road
The pretty people out looking to unload
They got their Uber cool on tonight.
You're dressed to the nines with your high heel shoes
Your painted-on smile that you're aiming to use
To get yourself a piece of pie.

Hey pretty lady hey pretty lady
Hey pretty lady hey pretty lady
Hey pretty lady you're are on the prowl tonight

You size up the room with one casual glance
You spot your John looking to take a chance
Without one word you bring him on slow
Right on cue he asks you to dance
That damn fool he don't stand a chance
Your hook bites deep but he don't know
What's goin' on

Hey pretty lady hey pretty lady
Hey pretty lady hey pretty lady
Hey pretty lady you're are on the prowl tonight

The shadows are your playground, illusion that's your game
You get jacked up then go hunting and every weekend it's the same

Hey pretty lady hey pretty lady
Hey pretty lady hey pretty lady
Hey pretty lady you're are on the prowl tonight
you're on the prowl tonight down Ponsonby Road
you're on the prowl tonight



Credits
Writer(s): Karen Clarke
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