Lori meyers used to live upstairs
Our parents had been friends years
Almost every afternoon wed play forbidden games
At nine years old theres no such thing as shame
It wasnt recognition of her face, what brough me back was a familiar mark
As it flashed across the screen
I bought some magazines, some video tape scenes
Incriminating act, I felt that I could save her
who are you to tell me how to live my life?
you think I sell my body; I merely sell my time.
i aint no cinderella, I aint waitin for no prince...
to save me in fact until just now I was doin just fine
And on and on

I know what degregation feels like
I felt it on the floor at the factory
Where I worked long before, I took control now I answer to me
The 50k I make this year will go anywhere I please
Wheres the problem?