Breakfast On A Mirror


I pulled up in my red truck
She walked to the driver's side, and asked if she could ride shotgun, and warm up in the heat
So I said yeah, sure, get in Well I must not forget that she's still a woman, and not just another whore
And I know,
That some things in life are not free
And I know,
That if you can't do it better, can't run from these people Then you might not have to breathe so hard to do this

I said my name is Scotty,
You've got a real nice body, and a real nice smile
Its a shame that you have to whore
Well its my occupation,
Been on the street for six months
And I can't leave, cuz I got no place to go

And I know,
That some things in life are not free
And I know,
That if you can't do it better, can't run from these people Then you might not have to breathe so hard to do this

I asked, have you seen your daddy?
Went to jail for being bad,
He shot three people dead,
He left an orphan child
I said its about time to leave
My make-ups good, your lipstick teeth
And I can leave
Cuz staying here is pointless
And I know,
That some things is life are not free
And I know,
If you can't do it better, can't run from these people
Then you might not have to breathe so hard to do this

She said she's got this habit
Don't want it but she's got to have it
She liked it when she started,
But now its a run away train
Started seeing clearer,
Eating breakfast on a mirror
Help me please,
I don't like what I saw

And I know,
That some things in life are not free
No no no,
And I know,
That if you can't do it better, can't run from these people Then you might not have to breathe so hard to do this







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