What’s A Girl To Do? (For Yesenia)
They say
God is full of grace
I’ve had a long stay
And never seen His face
But holy rollers with an extra penny
I’ve seen a plenty
While the business man on the road
He wants to explode
To sing a merry rhyme and have a good old time
But selling sex is a crime
And thus I am just tolerated
While hypocritically hated
So I humbly ask you
What’s a girl to do?
Please tell me
Cause starvations wages
Won’t fill my child’s belly
You see there’s more to survival
Than just quoting the Bible
Wall Street gets a free pass
As does endless war
What of the working class?
Or the lonesome whore?
I sell my body
But those in control
Have sold their soul
And thus I am persecuted by those who make the laws
In some self righteous cause
But hear my hushed whisper
The politician is my best customer
So I humbly ask you
What’s a girl to do?
So until the revolution
And a permanent solution
I will practice my trade to get paid
Unless somebody slits my throat
Or beats me within an inch of my life
Just cause they can
And you don’t give a damn
As long as they don’t tell your wife
Tom, Dick, Harry and John
They’re all getting it on
