Club doors open, focused on money and time.
Starring into the vanity mirror time after time.
Accenting my features richly and seductive.
Airbrushing perfection so I know they’ll love it.
Heart racing fast!
I pour the powder on the glass.
Sniff my heart beat till it’s slow.
Tingling now in my nose!
Grab that glass, tilt it to my lips and swallow the taste of disgrace.
Now I’m ready to shake my hips.
In the smoke crowded room, the eyes catch me as I step on the scene.
I stroll the place, putting myself on display.
I know they’re watching me but I don’t see there face.
Center stage they called for Candy.
So I make my way.
Time to sell this illusion;
I take my position.
All eyes on me;
I can feel them wishing.
Slowly winding while emphasizing those erotic zones.
Touching myself;
Pretending to moan.
The beet drops time to make this money.
Down to my knees; backing it up.
I put it in his face.
So close I can feel his breath panting through my G String.
Dollar Bills fill the stage.
Time for the splits, bouncing up and down like a po-go stick.
The money is pouring in off this 3 minute song.
My eyes are opening now, so that I can see.
My nose still a little tingly.

I grab the money up off the floor; stuff my panties and reach for more,
Looking up I look into his eyes.
For some reason I’m left feeling terrorified.

Grabbed the last bit of my doe.
Rushed off stage; back to the mirror I go.
Looking in the mirror I can’t find myself. Nervously searching deep inside my eyes; Tears forming and I don’t know why.
The pride I had was now replaced with money in this lace.
That man stole it from me when he looked in my face.
Back to my locker for a second fix.
Treated my nose;
At least I’ll make it Rich!

Off to the private room.
Who could it be?
The same man who was looking at me.
I turned my back to him and danced.
Sat on his lap. His penis jumped.
And he grabbed a hold.
Covered my mouth and shoved it deep inside, no time to say No.
Pounded me until he erupted.
I closed my eyes. As I open he zipped his pants.
Threw twenty on the floor said “thanks for the dance”
I adjusted my panties and watched my pride walk out the door.

Now Back to the mirror.
To see what’s in store