Cindy oh Cindy
Cindy the prostitute
Oh Cindy oh Cindy
She knows she’s kinda cute

But she’s always on speed
The miles per hour you need
I drove her all the way home
Then I left her alone

Cindy oh Cindy
Cindy the prostitute
Oh Cindy oh Cindy
Is damn near destitute

I tried to sell her some smoke
But she thought it was a joke
Now she’s charging double or nothing
With that bun in the oven

Cindy oh Cindy
Cindy the prostitute
Oh Cindy oh Cindy
I hope you make it through