Lori meyers used to live upstairs Our parents had been friends years Almost every afternoon we�d play forbidden games At nine years old there�s no such thing as shame It wasn�t recognition of her face, what brough me back was a familiar mark As it flashed across the screen I bought some magazines, some video tape scenes Incriminating act, I felt that I could save her �who are you to tell me how to live my life? � �you think I sell my body; I merely sell my time.� �i ain�t no cinderella, I ain�t waitin� for no prince...� �to save me in fact until just now I was doin� just fine� And on and on
I know what degregation feels like I felt it on the floor at the factory Where I worked long before, I took control now I answer to me The 50k I make this year will go anywhere I please Where�s the problem?