Prostitute from Firedrop by NATIVE

I can feel the sun moving higher as I begin my day watch and the heat makes me sink to the floor I feel like I want to die.
Ice cold in the parlour, I'm believing,
the world only wants to destroy and decieve, but
admirers taunt and they sneer, but here, all I say

Give me a dime to make mine and I'll call you baby.
Give me a dollar and I'll give you what you desire.
You don't don't want any part of my life you just want our time alone,
give me a dime to amke mine and I'll call you baby,
say no more.

The moon is rising high above the ceiling and the park is full of doves.
But the men here are like animals, I feel so under-clothed.
Night-time is made for passion but mine is long since gone.
and the men here before me, staring right at me, what should I say,

Lately it seems I no longer care.
Lately it seems the stars have stopped winking at me.
All I know, I have run the edge of my race,
how much longer do I have to go I need some comfort please.

• Accoustic
• Dunedin
• Folk
• Indie
• New Zealand
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