Dance to the cheering of men Show yourself and dance, Dear Gwen. They pry on you but that's alright, You'll serve three for tonight Take it light
One at a time, do not rush With two hands and a mouth, pure cold cash You get your pay, they get their pleasure With a body as if porcelain like yours Women have no pressure
Your price is high so let no customer down Satisfy and obey, smile never frown Dance gwen 'till the sun arises Until then, you're trapped in your own darkness Poor gwen, used to satisfy moree than less
Take a quick sip, this liqour has its magic Makes you brave, night less tragic It's the moon again, the spotlight is on The room is dim but the eyes are dawned
Dance Gwen, dance 'till dawn Dance to the cheering of men The less you wear, the more you gain Dance Gwen, Dance until you're worn Worn out, keep your thorns.