He’s a Whore

Have you seen her face?
She's got a face that would stop a clock
And with that face I surely won't stop
To look her in the eyes

But her money's green
Like a tease like a social disease
But she's still so close to my reach
If I call, if I call at all

Anytime at all
Anytime at all
Anytime at all
Anytime at all

So the story goes
I think I'll take her for a ride
With this moneybag by my side
A gigolo is the only way to go

And so I show my face
And I can even fake a smile
But I'm laughing inside all the while
This little girl, she's a joke, she's a joke, she's a joke

Anytime at all
Anytime at all
Anytime at all
Anytime at all

(He's a whore) I'd do anything for money
(He's a whore) Look at the things that I write
(He's a whore) Oh, The stories I can tell
(He's a whore) In the morning, in the night

I'm a whore (He'll do anything for money)
I'm a whore (Look at the clothes that he wears)
I'm a whore (He'll do anything for money)
I'm a whore

So the story goes
I think I'll take her for a ride
With this moneybag by my side
A gigolo is the only way to go

Oh, get low low low
Get low
A whore, oh no
No, no, no, oh no