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She was raised up around here
Just spent two and a quarter on a bottle of beer
While she waited for the next trick to come around
Black boots and a mini skirt
Push up bra and a cutoff shirt
Giving all she's got, every single night
THAT'S RIGHT!
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By the Broken Shores of the Wisco Bay of the Dirty bay
By the Broken Shores of the Wisco Bay
By the Broken Shores of the Wisco Bay of the Dirty bay
By the Broken Shores of the Wisco Bay
A black car pulls up beside
With a quickness offers her a ride
To the next destination, next obligation, GO!
Undercover of the street lights grace
She saw the side of this mans face
Who walked out the door so many years ago
I KNOW!
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Within the walls of this cheap motel
She remembers her life growing up in hell
And what he'd done to satisfy his needs
She stuck a black stiletto knife
Right into his heart and took his life
With no remorse and no recourse he bleeds
AND BLEEDS!
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