Innocence sliding off like clothing
Falling to the floor
Slinky red dress from that party
This evening
Reveals lingerie crafted from black lace
And satin

And what do you feel when you touch his skin?
Do you feel the money pouring in?
Know that you're financially secure
For just another fortnight of your life?

I know you need this buisnessman's money,
Darling, But you're too good for this.
I've heard that your dealer threatened
You with rape and death
This evening
If your debts don't come rolling in.

And what do you feel when you touch his skin?
Do you feel the money pouring in?
Know that you're financially secure
For just another fortnight of your life?

You're worth more than the money
A lawyer can pay you
For an hour or two
In his bed.

You're worth more than taking
Your anti-depressants
While choking back tears in your own.

And what do you feel when you touch his skin?
Do you feel the money pouring in?
Know that you're financially secure
For just another fortnight of your life?

Innocence sliding to the floor like the clothing you
Wore just this evening..