| I lived on the streets down in new orleans
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| Just to get away from my family
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| Daddy’s little dream I was only 16
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| But I took all misfortune would hand me
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| Some john had a camera and an internet site
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| And the streets were getting crowded
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| I took the money, it was over by midnight
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| But I don’t want to talk about it
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| I do my time in the eye of the lens
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| So some loser can launch his rocket
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| What do I care if they think they’re my friends
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| When their money is in my pocket
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| You can call me a victim you can call it a sin
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| You can stand on your stump and shout it
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| But it’s man’s world that we’re livin in
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| And I don’t want to talk about it
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| Cause I’m your dream lover
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| Your wish is my command
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| I’m your dream lover
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| Better than a one night stand
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| Dream lover
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| As close as the palm of your hand
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| I’ll do the things that your girlfriend won’t
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| And make you believe that I like it
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| I say do it when the others say don’t
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| And won’t even try to fight it
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| I can make it seem it’s not cruel or extreme
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| Like I can’t live a minute without it
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| Daddy’s little girl is a porno queen
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| But I don’t want to talk about it
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| Cause I’m your dream lover… |