There! Young man... uh, Garcon. Prostitution.
From my car window I see five to ten women
who even make money from sin - scandal
They let their dignity fizzle out on the streets
Shameless! To swallow more than fate
No go - greed for money makes our nation rotten
Just one dollar bill gets them high
They lie and they hide the truth
One is never honest without honest work
Damn! Idled away chatting, I'm late getting to my boss
I still need to trim his toenails
To charm myself through working life dressed like a schoolgirl
What?! I'm just doing this for money!
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2x
There are people that will never get it
We're pelting bricks at them
For this, one doesn't need to go out on the streets
How very fortunate, that we're living in a glass house1
Capitalism!
Last night... all episodes of Baywatch
He likes that and I always have fodder for conversation
when I shave him from the chin line down
bend over and also turn the other butt cheek
Because the back of your hand tastes like a coal furnace2
it comes to my mind: 'How about a pay raise, boss?'
Drive home past the red light district, 'cause I live nearby
There! One of those without honor again
Whether I deep-throat or snuggle her
she doesn't give a hoot one way or the other
'Cause she gets paid
Awful - I wonder who pays for such a slut
"She won't even give you a kiss, an acquaintance said."
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Roman Polanski!
1. I think the proverb about throwing stones and living in a glass house is known in English, too...2. 'coal' is a colloquial term for money in German