Little Sheila - Slade

The boys are getting rowdy — skies are getting cloudy

And we’re standing in the rain

My feet are getting wetter — now I’m feeling better —

And we’re all out of our brain

There’s another urban jungle on heat

And another rebel out on the street

You gotta watch yourself whoever you meet

'Cos she’s little Sheila — she’s right now —

She’s little Sheila — Sheila’s right now, yeah

On up and over under, can you hear the thunder

On a concrete avenue?

Pointed toe stiletoes, ringing in the ghettoes

When the girls are on the loose

There’s some more commotion down in the street

And some more emotion out in the heat

You gotta watch yourself whoever you meet

'Cos she’s little Sheila — she’s right now —

She’s little Sheila — Sheila’s right now, yeah

The boys are getting meaner and I ain’t getting no cleaner

See me standin' in the rain

I’m getting soaking wet and then I drop my cigarette

And see it floating down the drain

There’s another urban jungle on heat

And another rebel out on the street

You gotta watch yourself whoever you meet

There’s another urban jungle on heat

And another rebel out on the street

You gotta watch yourself whoever you meet