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Work it, baby Work it Work it, baby Work it
Silk stockings, lipstick red Bolt of fire burning in her head Her arms are open, but her heart is cold If you got the money, sold To the streetwalker It's just a nine-to-five Streetwalker Trying to stay alive Streetwalker Used to be my friend Streetwalker Are you gonna do time again? Let's talk about it Work it, baby Work it You were my best friend In Sunday school How could I know Just what you'd do We tried to save her But she break the rules And then she stop them dead Nothing left of her to use Oh, streetwalker It's just a nine-to-five Streetwalker Trying to stay alive Streetwalker Used to be my friend Streetwalker Are you gonna do time again? What you doing? What you doing? Work it, baby Work it Ooh Work it, baby Work it Work it, baby Work it Streetwalker Streetwalker A man in waiting Without a name Lonely John or hurry up, it's all the same No love or passion left for her to show If you got the money (if you got the money) Or if you got the gold (if you got the gold) Sold Aah, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh Aah, ooh Aah, aah, aah Streetwalker Let's talk about it Can we talk about it? I tried to tell you Don't waste your time You say you got your business And I got mine Look in the mirror What do you see? There's a single girl from Sunday school Crying out to be free Let's talk about it Can we talk about it? Hey Silk stockings, lipstick red Bolt of fire burning in her head Her arms are open, but her heart is cold If you got the money, sold To the street walker It's just a nine-to-five Streetwalker Trying to stay alive Streetwalker Used to be my friend Streetwalker Are you gonna do time again? Ah, no Streetwalker Streetwalker Streetwalker Streetwalker
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