I started digging in the sun-shit-storm
Of dead August melted chaffed thighs
Became a vaginal termite

I started dropping all my pants between
The washers and dryers of love
Now I'm a dirty load

Tell me, honey, if we're gonna die anyway
I only wish I could say what I wanna say
I'm on the corner with a cigarette in the rain
And only you can keep cancer away

I was teething in your skin
In a sheet less bed
It's a mattress I keep
In the back of my head
You're in the back of my head

And I piss when I laugh
At your miscarriaged lives
And the wax in your ears
Keeps your hearing aids blind
You're in the back of my mind

Q: What is the difference between being a whore and just wanting some more?

A: It is the suck-cess ratio of blondes to bums on a plane to LA.


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