When it's night
And darkness has fallen,
Ghetto ladies
Don't worry 'bout jail
They stroll
Down the shadowy sidewalks
Along The Have-A-Ho Trail

Sex is still
The oldest profession
Johns and rich pimps
Are there to prevail
In games
Of the givin's and gettin's
Along The Have-A-Ho Trail

At times, vice cops will set sting operations
Charging misdemeanors, a hundred or two
But there's no way to wipe out human nature,
The next night, they're back doin' what they do

When friday rolls 'round
And paychecks are cashin'
After bars close
Where guys get their ale
That's when
They climb into their Chevy's
And ride The Have-A-Ho Trail
...And ride The Have-A-Ho Trail