Me, myself and Mike (42)

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I’m a hooker

I love to see them linger at my door

I’ve got much to sell

If you know how to look at me

I’ll give you anything you like

Hooker or trollop

They’ll call me

Yet they ring my bell

Anytime or late at night

It makes me laugh to hear them breath

As they don’t say my name

Hooker

Pay me right

And I’ll laugh all you want

Hooker I call myself

When I smile for a bit of

Anything or love

What are we ready to do

To get away with one’s own self

Anything but lonely

Anything or hooker

Let’s think

Anything or Mike.