Sweet Child Of The Reeperbahn Lyrics - Blue Cheer

(Dickie Peterson & Dieter Saller) 

Oooh, sweet, sweet child 

Yeah, whoa, oooh! 

You know the game and you learn it well 

Strapped for your time and your long blond hair 

Make your bet, lay it down 

You never, ever put you to the ground. 

I know I'll see you down on Herman street 

That's probably where you're gonna cut your meat 

You meet some people that are most of 'em men 

With a little luck honey, you might find a friend. 

Yow! 

Sweet, sweet child 

Ooh yeah! 

You know the way, you ride the jam 

Give your money to some rich man 

Just remember when it's all said and done 

I'm here sweet child of the Reeperbahn. 

I see the girls walking right on the street 

The hungry eyes and the men I meet 

I see them looking right through the flash 

That kind of love don't last. 

Oooh, sweet, sweet child! 

(Oh, come here, baby. 

Won't you put on these high heels, 

try this garter belt on, 

hey that butcher bra looks real good on you baby, ha ha yeah) 

Ooooh, Sweet, sweet child 

You look so good! 

Ooh, you know the game and you learn it well 

Strapped for your time and your long black hair 

Make your bet, lay it down 

You'll never, throw give you to the ground. 

I know I'll see you down on Herman street 

That's probably where you're gonna cut your tea 

You meet some people that are most of 'em men 

With a little luck honey, you might find a friend. 

Oh, sweet, sweet child of the Reeperbahn.