The Wolfgang Press

Prostitute I

The Wolfgang Press


Prostitutes are the spice of life 
Prostitutes are the spice of life, the spice of life 
They don't walk in the nick of time 
Pay their way I walk away and see 
Courageously 
Make me shiver 

Prostitutes... the spice of life 
Prostitutes... the spice of life 

Reach up and fall 
Scream 
In the nick of time 
Open your eyes 
Prostitutes they wrap themselves before they walk 
The light in your eyes take my breath away 
Abandoned calls