Lori meyers used to live upstairs Our parents had been friends years Almost every afternoon wed play forbidden games At nine years old theres no such thing as shame It wasnt recognition of her face, what brough me back was a familiar mark As it flashed across the screen I bought some magazines, some video tape scenes Incriminating act, I felt that I could save her who are you to tell me how to live my life? you think I sell my body; I merely sell my time. i aint no cinderella, I aint waitin for no prince... to save me in fact until just now I was doin just fine And on and on
I know what degregation feels like I felt it on the floor at the factory Where I worked long before, I took control now I answer to me The 50k I make this year will go anywhere I please Wheres the problem?