Do you like me in red
Stretched out on your bed,
Or would you prefer me in pink
Leant over the sink?
Shall I slowly reveal
My stockings and heels
As I peel off my dress
And broker our deal.
I don’t come cheap
But I’m worth every cent.
An hour of my time
You’ll be totally spent.
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