Today I met a girl in the city streets she was dressed in black
And I fell in love with that strange girl that seems so rough
I fell in love with a white trash woman
I wasn't drunk and I felt so right
Love as come to me like a cannonball in my heart
She's not pretty, she has already turned me on
Like my friend told me so
It's not the look, it's not the hook (it's what's Inside)
But I didn't talk...
She walked away and I'm alone again.