Letras:
Rory Gallagher Photo Finish

Owww... She's got that cloak and dagger, Sidewalk swagger, Silent danger in her style. An air of mystery, You know it hit me, When I saw those flashing

Early warning came this morning, Hit me lower than the bottom rung. Feel a warning in a tail spin, Now I'm livin' on an iron lung. Near the doorway

Jukebox Annie knows all the tricks, she waters down the whiskey, She marks all the decks, she won't give me credit, But she charms me to bits, she sure

Well that cat you will be payin', You ought to make you there, When that drummer hits the rim shot, It almost busts the snare. You put on your cat clothes