Drinking on the town
Kicked the dirt off the ground
Kicked out of town
*****'s all around
Under me
Probably learning to get over me
Brothel's clearly opened out
To men
Who have to feed mouths
Kicked the dirt off the ground
But there is no sound
Sexually speaking
There was no woman
To ground
And her innocence
Frowned
"Begging, please, please" she says
I bet that's what she means
Perhaps understanding her
Wasn't enough
But calling her name
Wasn't that tough
Kicked the town off it's feet
The dirt in your shoes
Gives me true grit
And fills my greed
"Your girls come from other towns", I ask
he says "Yes, in deed"
"I gotta ask do they search for meaning"
"Nope, they can't read"
But, boy, can they see