Ain't no difference in black or whiete
Ain't no difference in duyor night
Just depends on when you sleep
Just depends on the friends you keep
Some people like it when the shades are drawn
Some people like it out on the lawn
That's just a fine line you can see it all the time

There's just a fine line child
Don't let it mess up your mind

Harlot hanging with the morning sun
Her-evenings work is finally done
Local comes by to smell the flower
He'll be on his knees within the hour
There's another story up in the hills
She goes to class, he foots the bill
At the candy store they look so together
But she'll be on her knees forever

There's a fine line child
Don't let it mess up your mind