Things they called me once

They call me slut, I’ve heard before
The boys all stare and sidle here
To feel me up and watch and cheer
As if I’m but a stranger or
Some drugged up girl outside the door
You drag inside and strip her clothes
It won’t be long before she shows
Go hold her down against the floor
Restrain and bind so she can’t fight
And make her cry and make her wet
And finger her like she’s your pet
And coo her until she won’t bite
That’s how the boys and men treat me
When I’m out there and all alone
Their cocks are not a golden throne
I’m not some whore who hears your plea

They call me whore, I’ve heard before
Since I can show them all the tricks
I play them through my fingertips
I promise you I’ll never bore
For I can do the nasty too
Girls asked me how I learned to blow
It’s bound to DNA and so
The handbag always suits the shoe
My high heels keep the grunts alive
My tits propped by a push-up bra
I’ll let you fuck me in your car
Your brain won’t stop its deadly drive
Because I’m your whore, your super friend
Please me and it’s free of charge
I’m screaming while you thrust and barge
Shoot your seed in this ho’s end

They call me ho, I’ve heard before
What I put out is unprecedented
Girls look at me like I’m demented
Since they were there and they all saw
Me drop down to my knees and lick
Your steaming balls all full and heavy
That sperm’s for me so get it ready
Fill my cunt up with your prick
It’s yours to use, yours to abuse
No more than a cunt that’s built for you
It’s got your name and cock all through
Your hot sex I just can’t refuse
I’m always here for you my lover
My flowery vulva shows it cares
It glistens wet, at you it glares
Fill your bitch up undercover

They call me bitch, I’ve heard before
I’m blinded by the love you bring
I’m your slave and you’re my king
A mere glance warms me to my core
It’s no new news that I am ready
The affection you show I can’t ignore
I tug your arm and I adore
Kiss my cheek and keep us steady
We cuddle up in the dark of night
You whisper in my ear and care
You rub my neck and stroke my hair
Without your loving I just might
Go back to when I was a bitch
Go back to when I was a ho
Go back to when I was a whore
Go back to when I was a slut
But all those habits I have cut
That girl I was I am no more
I’m liberated, don’t you know?
All due to you my soul is free and I can love you, forever. I love you.