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See that woman in the red light

emotion in a conscience fight

leather strapses make him feel

his boldest dreams could become real



wandering on the edge of blame

embracing the redeeming knife

just facing the eternal shame

wondering about an end of life

a touch her fingers on his skin

it doesn’t seem to be a sin

but in the dawn light of next morning

a teenaged girl decided mourning



new whore in town won’t you try her - her flesh is fresh

lay down your fear feel desire - pay love in cash

Oh no - the real unreal

new bitch around - her hair is fair

Oh no - the real unreal

glide of your name - slide into her

her mother died of cancer’s hand

and alcohol’s her father’s friend

he likes to act the role of punch

for Judy is the one to crunch

but the river is rolling fast that night

so she had soon been out of sight

and in the dawn light of next morning

a childless father started mourning