That Cheap Red Dress

Your Cheap red dress that is ripped. A night out on the town it is humid and cheap. Sexy to cheap so it's tight. Pushed up your brest held by the cup that is he. Torn into shreds like a cheap master card let it be. My deep back for the straps let them show. I am he that some one may know. I have history, That speaks to no one but me, I am here. Underneath the red dress that you show. You are mine as your eyes open and glow. Walking up in and out so I study your ways. Once you were his now your are mine turned out, To expensive too be a whore. Whom ever keeps the money green coming in. The other's will do as their told. Life is to short and the river is wide and far is the shore, This from they I was told. Council is wise I grow wear you grow old. We will walk as they say and the Judges, like they we live to be bold.