By ZoE
Date: 13 September 1998

Pretty

i was your whore
but this time boy please
please don't lie to me
i tried to forget how good
how wrapped in paper i felt
i ripped up those notes 'cause i wanted to forget
but you've got me on cruise control
you've got me waiting scared for your sound
your voice 'cause boy i imagined us fucking
i rubbed my two fingers down my panties
you and me
with my lipstick energy
so hush
yeah i'm lush
but do you want it again?
i know the feeling of your fingers where their not supposed to be
so let's take this upscale
'cause i'm no escort girl
but when i stare in to your eyes 
i ask for a tip