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Go ahead girl, take off your clothes.
She knows how to say no, but she just doesn't refuse.
She just keeps on doing what she's told.
You want to make some money, doing a little show?
She says, "yes," without knowing what it is she has to do.
So go ahead girl, take off your clothes.
Go ahead, go work that pole.
She doesn't talk back, she obeys the rules.
and keeps on doing what she's told.
Now she walks around late nights on the side of the road.
it wasn't hard to do because she was use to being used.
Now go ahead girl, take off your clothes.
She's been disposed of and thrown in the cold.
But her life on the strip is not through, you better believe that's the truth.
And so she keep doing what she's told.
Her life is gone, and she sold her soul.
Now she can't say "no." It didn't matter, it was a word she never used.
So go ahead girl, take off those clothes.
And she just keeps on doing exactly what she's told.
She knows how to say no, but she just doesn't refuse.
She just keeps on doing what she's told.
You want to make some money, doing a little show?
She says, "yes," without knowing what it is she has to do.
So go ahead girl, take off your clothes.
Go ahead, go work that pole.
She doesn't talk back, she obeys the rules.
and keeps on doing what she's told.
Now she walks around late nights on the side of the road.
it wasn't hard to do because she was use to being used.
Now go ahead girl, take off your clothes.
She's been disposed of and thrown in the cold.
But her life on the strip is not through, you better believe that's the truth.
And so she keep doing what she's told.
Her life is gone, and she sold her soul.
Now she can't say "no." It didn't matter, it was a word she never used.
So go ahead girl, take off those clothes.
And she just keeps on doing exactly what she's told.
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