I saw her before me,
a ballerina on the stage
She gyrated, rotated,
pirouetted temptation and grace
My eyes followed her moves
She seemed to watch me
When she finished her dance,
She crept up behind me
She whispered in my ear
Do you want this? You can have it.
I'll do anything you like
Nothing's off the table, you can enable
it all for the right price
I fell for her seduction
Into my pockets I dug
Up against my body she rubbed
The next song played,
but she didn't get up
She was on a mission
She had me caught up in a feeling
I felt something in me rising up
She put a hand in my lap and said
I don't really do this - I can prove it
But for you, I really wanna do it
I can tell that you like the way I move it
For the right price, I might let you... it
... and that's when I ran out of money.
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