Little black girl, red dress Hot night with a broken shoe Little black girl you shoulda never left home There's probably someone that's still waitin' up for you It's cold back in Chicago Los Angles street is worse All you got is $29.00, an alligator purse I see that vulture in the fleetwood With the startruse hood Can see you're trying to get you bearing You say "hey babe, which ways the main stem" Wherever you say you're from He'll say he grew up there himself He'll come on and make you feel Like you grew up right next door to him Take a left on central Gonna throw it in reverse All you got $29.00, an alligator purse He'll come on like just a gentleman You'll be a little shy You say you ex old man was a sax player He'll says "Baby, I used to play bass for sly" You say you like his Cadillac, say honey, I got two or three Sweetheart you're sure fortunate That you ran into me Done a dime in the joint Nothin' could be worse $29.00, alligator purse Pharoh on eight track Start smokin' a little boo You thinkin' gettin' out of Chicago was just about the Best thing that ever happend to you Startin' to like it already This cat seems to be cool Babe I know a good hotel out in west hollywood Be just right for you He ain't know good samaritan He gonna make sure he's reimursed Lot more than $29.00, an alligator purse Now when the streets get hungry baby Almost hear them growl Someone setting a place for you When the dogs begin to howl The street are dim They creep and and get what's left on the bone Remember suckers always make mistakes Far Away from home And Chicken in the pot Whoever gets there first Gonna get themselves $29.00, alligator purse Now the sirens just an epilog Cops here always get there too late Always stop for coffee on the way to the scene of the crime They always try so hard just like movie stars But they couldn't catch a cold Baby don't waste your dime She's lucky to be alive The doctor whispered to the nurse She only lost a half a pint of blood $29.00, an alligator purse