Didn’t I see you girl?
Last night at Mittler’s party
Didn’t I see you walkin in and
Didn’t’I call your bluff
Didn’t I know you lied to me and
Didn’t I know you care for no one but yourself
Didn’t I feed your children girl
Didn’t I tuck ‘em in cuz you can’t love at all
I guess I coulda let you rot
A jail cell might’s done you good
You’re a Fucking Whore
A Fucking Whore
All along you knew
That I might be the one that you can
Brag to all your friends
Cuz I don’t know at all
Laughin in my face
And you can suck ‘em in the back
When I am up on stage
Makes a grown man wonder
How he got mixed up with such a Fuckin Whore
A Fuckin Whore
Makes a grown man wonder
How he got mixed up with such a Fuckin Whore
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