Whores

I've always loved you.
You always knew.
And there's one thing more
Will you be my whore?

I always treat you kind
Just like you was mine
I ain't no wimp.
So let me be yo pimp.

She's like my sister
But I like to kiss her.
If you think we're funny
Just watch us make money.

And I never beat her
You just have to meet her.
But remember she's my ho.
So I get half the dough.

You don't know what it's like
To wake up and want to sell your soul
But no one is buying.

You don't know what it's like
With no hope of getting by
But I keep trying.

You don't know what it's like
Satisfying other people while I feel rotten
And sad.

You don't know what it's like
To give away the only thing you've got
Or ever had.

Maybe we really are just whores.

Weekends she goes down
When I take her in to town.
Monday's it's all free
Cause she's doing it with me.

If you got twenty bucks
You can see the way she fucks
But she saves the best for me
Cause I'm her P-I-M-P!



 

 


Every Day is Garbage Day
All songs written by Troy Lukkarila
Copyright 1998
All songs except Beaten recorded and mixed at
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12th House Records
Produced by Craig Spirko, Roy Peak and Troy Lukkarila
Engineered by Craig Spirko and Roy Peak