You know I got a thing for women.
They all need, and know their demon.
Diamonds are secrets, don't them on your ass.

I got a high strutting loser.
She's clean, and always choosing.
She got her way to the head of the gays.

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And they call her Jaded Strumpet.
You know that girl shows who's trumpet.
Got a hootchie cootchie broad now.
You know that she shows you there.

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What she wants is the world's permission.
She pleased her needs, and death pisition.
What the word is what that she might say.