| I was walking through, to my days | |
| Street I didn't know | |
| So similar to nothing | |
| So sleek, it was too hold | |
| I walked into a village | |
| So deep, I didn't know | |
| Such a sneaky, peeky distance | |
| Sleek, it was too hold | |
| Be da ba da be pa | |
| Na ba be pa ba da be pa | |
| I didn't keep nothing | |
| Just a cigarette to go | |
| These things they mean no nothing | |
| No nothing, me at all | |
| These things they mean nothing to me | |
| be ba na ba be bow | |
| Na ba be ba bada be bow | |
| Not now | |
| du du du du be bow na now be bow | |
| Na na be bow da da be bow | |
| Not now | |
| You can walk into the village | |
| So deep, you never thought | |
| So similar to nothing | |
| Sleek, and worth to hold | |
| I will keep an eye on you, dear | |
| And take a cigratte to go | |
| I light it up for you dear | |
| And then, off it goes | |
| be ba na ba be bow | |
| Na ba be ba bada be bow | |
| Not now | |
| du du du du be bow na now be bow | |
| Na na be bow da da be bow | |
| Not now | |
| Things don't mean nothing to me | |
| No No No, No no no | |
| Nothing to me | |
| No No No, No No No | |
| Nothing to me |