Print

I want to be a Playboy’s bunny I’d do whatever they asked me to I’d meet people with lots of money and they would love me like I loved you I want to be a topless waitress I want my mother to shed one tear I’d throw away this old sedate dress slip into something a tad more sheer I want to be an artist’s model an odalisque, au naturel I should be good at spin-the-bottle while I’ve still got something left to sell I want to be a cobra dancer with Little Willie between my thighs I may not find a cure for cancer But I’ll meet plenty of single guys I want to be a brothel worker I’ve always been treated like one If I could be a back-street lurker I'd make more money Letras de cancionesand have more fun I want to be a dominatrix which isn’t like me, but I can dream learn S, and M, and all those gay tricks And men will pay me to make them scream I want to be a porno starlet (for that I'll wait till Mama’s dead) I'll see my name in lights of scarlet and get to spend every day in bed I want to be a tattooed lady dedicated, as I am, to art Characters bold, complex and shady will write my memoirs across my heart. From Letras Mania