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Girl With One Track Mind (Sexhunters) I Fell in Love on the Northern Line |
![]() The Whore by Scrubberjack (Jackie Smallridge) I'll put my foot right through your door, I'll slap your face, you smackhead whore, The next time your pimp's in my face For parking my car outside your place. I'm sick of johnnies under the tree, Always there for people to see; Your curtains open all night long So the kids in the street can see your thong. You bring men back day in day out, Then all you do is bawl and shout; On your mobile, giving your pimp shit Until he comes round with your hit. He disses you in the street And you run away in your bare feet, All the neighbours like to get a good view - Especially when he beats you black and blue! Then someone will come to your aid But it's all a put-on, you're not afraid. You'll give as good as you get, We've all seen it through our nets. We felt sorry for you when you first moved in, Never smiling, always looking grim, But now we don't feel the same: You're just a smackhead whore on the game. Posted: October 2007. Copyright: Jackie Smallridge (Scrubberjack). |
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