Dance, baby, dance
They're gonna give you all the cash in advance
And from your hips you got a price tag selling romance
Right away, you're a natural

Lined up for you
All down the street, around the corner, in the queue
And past the pub with all the vagrants and the booze
As I'll be sittin' playin' blues here on the piano for the drunk and the few

Singin' our favorite tune
They made a hooker out of you

Hangin' out by an old streetlight
A nip of gin to get you through the night
Toss out a hook and hope you get a bite
But you ain't had a hit here lately

They're watchin' your fantasy
Fade away into a broken dream
Lie down with dogs and you'll wake up with disease
Oh, baby cant you see, ain't been a genius here since 1932

You'd think that you were one of the few
They made a hooker out of you

I don't know where I am
But I'm alone and just a shell of a man
Gave it all up for the one-night stand
For the love of a fan's adoration
It rots you to the core
It'll steal your heart and soul, for sure
Leave you feelin' unwelcome and on hell's front door

You'd think that that would give you a clue
I'm throwin' out this moniker, when suddenly it did occur
That maybe, baby, I'm a hooker too
And I'm hearin' that familiar tune
They made a hooker out of you
And maybe I'm a hooker too
And maybe I'm a hooker too
And maybe I'm a hooker too

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March of the Hookers song meanings
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