| Have you seen her face?
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| She’s got a face that would stop a clock
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| And with that face I surely won’t stop
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| To look her in the eyes
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| But her money’s green
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| Like a tease like a social disease
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| But she’s still so close to my reach
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| If I call, if I call at all
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| Anytime at all
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| Anytime at all
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| Anytime at all
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| Anytime at all
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| So the story goes
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| I think I’ll take her for a ride
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| With this moneybag by my side
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| A gigolo is the only way to go
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| And so I show my face
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| And I can even fake a smile
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| But I’m laughing inside all the while
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| This little girl, she’s a joke, she’s a joke, she’s a joke
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| Anytime at all
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| Anytime at all
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| Anytime at all
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| Anytime at all
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| (He's a whore) I’d do anything for money
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| (He's a whore) Look at the things that I write
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| (He's a whore) Oh, The stories I can tell
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| (He's a whore) In the morning, in the night
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| I’m a whore (He'll do anything for money)
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| I’m a whore (Look at the clothes that he wears)
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| I’m a whore (He'll do anything for money)
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| I’m a whore
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| So the story goes
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| I think I’ll take her for a ride
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| With this moneybag by my side
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| A gigolo is the only way to go
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| Oh, get low low low
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| Get low
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| A whore, oh no
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| No, no, no, oh no |