Solo Adultos

The cops had the boys Up against the car Down Santa Monica Boulevard Baby food for the rich and sick Thank LA for spawning it High pile hair Low slung breasts The big hung boy The deep cut dress Ran a chicken ranch For a guy named Tex Didn't know who Tex Would bring home next One from a slum One who was a bum One on the run And somebody's son One whose mother was in on the kick Baby food for the rich and sick