“Malory used to wear flowery clothes
Hobnobbin’ with the snobs at the gallery shows
Now, I know what you doin’ when you powder your nose
I could’ve done somethin’ lookin’ back, I suppose

Here come Jimmy, way too skinny
Down one forty from about two fifty
Hangin’ out on the wrong side of the city
I used to have pity now I don’t have any

Standin’ on the corner in the cloth tube top
Bleach blond hair and a botched b*** job
Hollywood Holly say she’ll top you off, but
That’s the kind of talk, girl, that got you shot

Say (Oh)
I ain’t workin’ no more
C’mon now (Hey)
I wanna sleep all day
And the song goes (Oh)
We can’t take it no more
Don’t worry ’bout it, man (Ha, ha)
There’s pills for everything

Brimstone fire and new gold chains
Cigarette lighters and cook cocaine
There’s pills for everything
Brimstone fire and new gold chains
Cigarette lighters and cook cocaine
There’s pills for everything”

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