Mona And The Preacher Songtext / Lyric

The street boys waiting for the late, late show
Their eyes are shifty and their pants are low
A telephone rings in a room upstairs
The Veteran sinks to the road below
Mona leans against the lamp-post at the corner of the street
The afternoon papers all around her feet
She hooks her thumb beneath the straps of her bag
Her cigarette glows as she takes another drag

The city mission stands in the late night rain
The big drops streak the dirty window pane
An old lay preacher steps out in a one way lane

The lady says coffee and the man says yeah
Mona leans against the counter as she wipes her dress
Her legs hold promise and her eyes are wired
The preacher slides in from the night outside
The laminex tables all around the wall
Mona wonders through the cafe to the window stall
The preacher asks softly for the time of day
And heads towards the mission with his take-away

His eyes rake Mona as he shuts the door
The outside rain becomes an inside roar
And Mona raps her toes on a late-night cafe floor

Mona and the preacher
Mona and the preacher
Mona and the preacher
Mona and the preacher
Mona and the preacher
Mona and the preacher
Mona and the preacher
Mona and the preacher
Mona, Mona, Moan and the preacher
Mona, Mona, Mona and the preacher

Some go dancin' in the twilight zone
Some seek Mona when they're all alone
Women seek the Preacher
Their hearts to console
She heals the body
He heals the soul
He heals th soul

I said Mona
I said Mona
You know it's Mona and the Preacher again