Lori Meyers used to l A
ive ups G
Our p A(sus4)
arents had been f D
riends for y F#
Almost every afternoon we'd play forbidden games
At nine years old there's no such thing
But it wasn't recognition of her face, what brought me back
Was a familiar mark as it flashed across the screen
I bought some magazines, some video tape scenes
Incriminating acts, I felt that I could save her... But she said
Who the hell are you to tell me how to live?
You think I sell my body; I merely sell my time
I ain't no Cinderella, I ain't waiting for no prince to save me
In fact until just now I was doing just fine. And on and on..
You think you know what degradation is, I felt it on the floor
At the factory where I worked once before
I took control, now I answer to me
The 50K I make this year will go anywhere I please
So where's the problem?