Well you're sleek and you're long Got a shotgun highway mouth You're sleek and you're long Got a shotgun highway mouth I live in a tent baby But you may call it a house I'm the son of a preacher I was born on Beltane eve I'm the son of a preacher I was born on Beltane eve I take what you give me baby I'd even take what you leave I ride my horse across the dunes And even more Said, I ride my horse Across the dunes and even more I'll always call you a princess Even some call you a velvet whore I'm known as a slider Yes, indeed I'm known as a slider Yes, indeed I'll give you everything If you can but fulfil my needs I'm a hungry man All around I don't care If you're on the underground To me you're but a silver-plated lady Don't make a sound 'Cause I'll slide you down