I call out to the whore on the street,
girl, have you broke yet?
I'm told, that she shags like a sheep
is it true, can you tell me?

we drive on, watch them do crack,
wear my gloves made of rubber
bust a pimp who's walking out on the street
he's a real money grubber

oh it's nice it's another day when you work here in vice
oh think twice it's another day of truth
truth in L.A. vice

we bump in to a cop on the beat
every day he is trying,
with his fists he's got control of the street
missed O.J but he's trying

oh Lord, there's just nothing more everybody can do
oh lord, there's just too much trouble every day

they do lines on the street every place
blowing there brains out
looks like hell, open sores on her face
she's infectious so watch out

oh it's nice it's another day when you work here in vice
oh think twice it's another day of truth
truth in L.A. vice