(Verse 1)

They got a prowler

Gal scouter, guy scalper

He don't need no help

You can't catch him mix-matching

His taste for the women

No winning

La-da-da

La-da-da

(Chorus)

Jericho, Jericho

Shake it down

Let me know

You know he plays

When you get home

He makes you stay

Then he gets gone

I get gone

Down I go, down I go

(Verse 2)

Turtleneck checkin' in the window

Rubberneckin' killer

With the hammer in the belt thrown

King Ratt wanna take a scalp home

Staining up the Common

With the slumdom ladies

(Chorus)

(Verse 3)

Pick out your hair

Whichever one you wanna

Sit in your chair, with my voices hushed

I got the head rush with the blood gush

And a mad-man bust

Yes, come on!

Oh, baby-doll

Oh, lovey-dove