Criminal World (Bowie David)

You never told me of your other faces You were the widow of a wild cat And now I know about your special kisses And I know you know where that's at I guess I recognize your destination I think I see beneath your make-up What you want is sort of separation This is no ordinary This is no ordinary (ah, ah, ah) What a criminal world The boys are like baby-faced girls What a criminal girl She'll show you where to shoot your gun What a typical mother's son The only thing that she enjoys Is a criminal worl Where the girls are like baby-faced boys You've got a very heavy reputation But no one knows about your low-life I know a way to find a situation And hold a candle to your high life disguise You caught me kneeling at your sister's door That was no ordinary stick-up I'm well aware just what you're looking for I am no ordinary I am no ordinary (ah, ah, ah) What a criminal world The boys are like baby-faced girls What a criminal girl She'll show you where to shoot your gun What a typical mother's son The only thing that she enjoys Is a criminal world Where the girls are like baby-faced boys