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Dirty Trick

It’s 3:15 am and you’re out walking the street Been a long night for you, treated like fresh meat Only sixteen, shaking your stuff for the boys Moving that tight can with your bag full of toys A john here and there, what the hell, just another lay Use me, rape me, push it in deep, whatever you have to say Your old man’s got three other tarts; it is his trick of the tail All young hot girls on the street, fresh meat for sale You’re just another runaway, sometimes getting beat Too close to the fire, you’re gonna get burned, you don’t even feel the heat One night a trick goes bad, they find you the next day dead The last thing going through your mind was something your momma always said Baby girl, don’t get yourself in the world alone and lost You have no idea what it will do, no measure of the cost

Copyright © | Year Posted 2007




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