| Prawling round with beady eyes
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| Mr. Undercover
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| Late night brawls, street lights call
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| He don’t need a lover
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| Misunderstood by womanhood
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| Mortgage is a millstone
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| Think of lies and alibis
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| To cover up at home
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| Are you alright girl, for tonight girl
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| Just give a little. |
| I’ll give a lot
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| Are you a nice girl, just-the-type girl
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| You’ve got the drug and I need a shot
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| Seedy hotels, crooked motels
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| Short-time letch, a special
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| Twilight-life as a ten minute wife
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| All so artificial
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| Rejected, maligned by all mankind
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| Hypocrictic bullshit
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| Tell me who’s rich, now who’s the bitch
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| Keep that red light lit
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| Are you alright girl, for tonight girl
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| Just give a little. |
| I’ll give a lot
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| Are you a nice girl, just-the-type girl
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| You’ve got the drug and I need a shot
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| When the men come to town
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| When they’re looking in the bars
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| And they’re crawling in the cars
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| And they lay they’re money down
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| When the men come to play
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| When their business day was done
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| And they’re looking for some fun
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| You take their money and you blow them away
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| Are you alright girl, for tonight girl
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| Just give a little. |
| I’ll give a lot
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| Are you a nice girl, just-the-type girl
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| You’ve got the drug and I need a shot
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| Are you alright girl, for tonight girl
|
| Just give a little. |
| I’ll give a lot
|
| Are you a nice girl, just-the-type girl
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| You’ve got the drug and I need a shot
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| Are you alright girl, for tonight girl
|
| Just give a little. |
| I’ll give a lot
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| Are you a nice girl, just-the-type girl
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| You’ve got the drug and I need a shot |