Her high heels
clip-clop
on and on
She wears a brooch –
Number One
She’s selling herself
yet again
[She still sells herself to so many men]
Her smiled offer sours
if cash runs short
She lives for herself
She’s an airbrushed whore
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Her high heels
clip-clop
on and on
She wears a brooch –
Number One
She’s selling herself
yet again
[She still sells herself to so many men]
Her smiled offer sours
if cash runs short
She lives for herself
She’s an airbrushed whore