ElectryA

The Oldest Profession

I wrote a song
About prostitutes and its patrons. The tune in my head for it is actually very catchy...
(Warning : Explicit Content) Muahaha

"The Oldest Profession"

I went for a drive on El Cajon Boulevard
I saw you standing there, on the street
And instantly I was hard
So I leaned out my door,
And I called, I called you over
“You want some company?” is what you asked
And I never felt lower.But that was entropy
Hard at work, destroying my senses
And spending my cash, for some ass
To lower the defenses

(Guitar and sex sounds)

Broke as a joke and twice as funny
You left me with nothing to do
But count the money
That I spent on you
Well I thought, let’s see some action
That low-cut tight shirt that you wore,
A useful distraction
From the obvious truth,
And I know, although I’m a simple man
That you’re a prostitute
Suck and fuck – it’s your financial plan

(Guitar and money sounds)

Oh, no, no wait, I was mistaken
You left me with more than I thought
It burns and it’s achin’I’m now quite distraught
‘Cuz at the time, I bought some pussy
Fake tits in my face, to cloud my mind
And you gave me the V.D.!!
Transaction from behind
‘Cuz at the time, well, it was a lot of fun
We’re drunk and high on pills
Out of my mind, until the next day’s sun
Thank you, society’s ills…

posted by electrya @ 6:37 AM