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Agent 44 I'm kneeling on his floor The gun is in my hands There's scratches on the door He's punching out the lights I'm spittin' in his face If I fuck him hard enough He might forget his case He paid me for the night Oh, stupid, lonely man I'm suckin' on his thumb I'm sittin' on his hand He hates my boring town I hate his pretty face But they call the best in When they haven't got a trace There's markings in the woods There's antlers in the tree The hunters' hut burned down The missing tally three But I cleaned up my mеss I studied for this shit Not even latе for work Got nothing to admit The weapon's in the lake Letras de cancionesThere's chlorine on my hands I saw this in a film I think I understand Oh, pretty little crime The innocence of girl The blindness of a man When lust corrupts his world Sliding down the pole Think he wants me Never lose control But he wants me And he fucks me Like he means it And he holds me Like he needs it He's watching me at work I'm putting on a show I'm trying hard not to grin The shit he doesn't know He's starting up a brawl 'Cause someone tried to touch And this is when I know I've got him in my clutch Oh, Agent 44 They'll never suspect me Oh, I am just a girl How the fuck can that be? Hidden in plain view In Walmart lingerie With motel carpet burns Whatever will they say? From Letras Mania