Manure

I’m just a fool who sits around

In a brothel in this town

I lick my lips each one I kiss

And then on each one I go down

I watch the days turn to a year

And as they pass it grows my fear

What have I done what have I done

But give the lust crazed boys their fun

I’m just a whore

I’m just a whore

Until I turn into manure

What does it mean is it a dream

Or is it just one bad joke

I guess I’ll sit here drinking champagne

Until the day I croak

I think I once did have a dream

But now I’m nasty and I’m mean

I’ll suck your wallet I’ll suck it dry

Come on baby give me a try

I’m just a whore

I’m just a whore

Until I turn into manure

I’m just a whore

I’m just a whore

Come on baby me you can paw

Take me now upon the bed

Or take me now upon the floor

And when I wither from the treetop

Then I’ll sell the fresh young crop

I’m just a whore

I’m just a whore

And there is no way to stop

I’m just a whore

I’m just a whore

Until I turn into manure