All Fur Coat And No…

Naked under a broken street light Naked underneath her fur coat Naked underneath her fur collar Upturned, pointing to the half-moon. Waiting; with her black leopard skin, fur coat on In her high heel red shoes, like two menacing fangs. A fiendish woman with a rattlesnake serpent echo. She's walking on broken shards of moonlight She's out there strutting, her stuff, On broken shards of moonlight, moonlight, glass. One hour in People is saying she's nothing but trash Her useless, flesh is drained, tired, emptied out. Trying not to tremble for a moment, look feeble. Where does your blood flow? When hearing those potential punters laughs Come and go. Coming and then going. Oh, her own self-annihilation is it just a lipstick Stain left on their collars. It's quite a deliberate mark Done when coughing deeply between her thighs Guess you're feeling dizzy now an angel Where does your blood flow? Where does childhood go? Taking those last few drags… Sucking on a Marlboro fag scrounged Saying how it's been your pleasure to please Come again, my name is Candy Ebony Eloise. Forget your woman, she's just a tarantula A dead piece of meat I know how I know how to please and satisfy you.