| The streets are wet
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| The lights have yet
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| To shed their tawdry lustre on the scene
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| My skirt’s too short
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| My tights have run
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| These new heels are killing me My second pack of cigarettes
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| It’s a slow night but there’s time yet
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| Here comes john from his other life
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| He may be driving to his wife
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| But he’ll slow down take a look
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| I’ve learned to read them just like books
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| And it’s already half past ten
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| But they’ll be back again
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| Headlights in the rainy street
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| I check, make sure it’s not the heat
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| I wink, I smile, I wave my hand
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| He stops and seems to understand
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| The small transaction we must make
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| I tell him that my heart will break
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| If he’s not a generous man
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| I step into his van
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| The say the first is the hardest trick
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| After that it’s just a matter of logic
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| They have the money I have the time
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| Being pretty’s my only crime
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| You ask what future do I see
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| I say it’s really up to me
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| I don’t need forgiving
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| I’m just making a living
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| Don’t judge me You could be me in another life
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| In another set of circumstances
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| Don’t judge me One more night I’ll just have to take my chances
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| And tomorrow we’ll see
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| A friend of mine he wound up dead
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| His dress was stained the colour red |