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Pretty little girl in red Lying there upon the bed Rememberin’ what the madam said Might as well enjoy it Trying to think about All the things she did without Of course she has her doubts Her story hard to admit Dropping out of PHD She is only 23 Life is just a misery Her bank ain’t got much in Not quite thinking straight Next client worth the wait Mr Smith or Master Bate? Look but no touchin’ *** with the lights off She never gets a night off Teeth ripping her tights off No regard for her wellbein’ Seeing regular faces Powder in wrong places Feeling like a disgrace Life’s got no meanin’ This story only goes two ways A regular job with regular pays Or seeing out her final days Before ending the story... of her life.
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Oct 18, 2018
Oct 18, 2018 at 4:43 PM UTC
The Story Of Her Life...
Pretty little girl in red Lying there upon the bed Rememberin’ what the madam said Might as well enjoy it Trying to think about All the things she did without Of course she has her doubts Her story hard to admit Dropping out of PHD She is only 23 Life is just a misery Her bank ain’t got much in Not quite thinking straight Next client worth the wait Mr Smith or Master Bate? Look but no touchin’ *** with the lights off She never gets a night off Teeth ripping her tights off No regard for her wellbein’ Seeing regular faces Powder in wrong places Feeling like a disgrace Life’s got no meanin’ This story only goes two ways A regular job with regular pays Or seeing out her final days Before ending the story... of her life.
Based on an article I read.
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Oct 18, 2018
Oct 18, 2018 at 4:43 PM UTC
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