You pick up this working girl
Who's hooked on smack,
Who hustles and scores
'That's all I do' she says
She says '10 bucks for head, 15 for half and half'
She says '3 hits a day at 35 per'
You say that's 7 tricks a day at least
But she says 'sometimes I get lucky...
Once this guy gives me a bill and a half just to eat me.
Only time I ever came.'

You figure you can save her.
You sell your color TV, it keeps her off the streets a whole day.
You hock your typewriter for one jolt...
Then your shotgun, your watch...
week later you say 'listen, I'm a little short'
But she says 'No scratch, no snatch.'
You say 'look, it is better to give'
But she says 'beat off, creep.'
One night they spot you on the street in your skivies trying to sell your shoes
You tell them who you are, but they nail you.
Then she happens by and she says
'Christ, you look [bad word] #33;'
She says 'hang tough!'
But you don't say anything
You just think 'what a bum rap for a nice sensitive guy like me...